Wow - 2 blogs in one night!! And I very rarely blog at all...
We just sat down with Brayden to say his goodnight prayers. Here is what he had to say:
"Thank you Jesus for my Sharon" (his daycare teacher)
"Thank you for the store. I got a cookie."
"Thank you for my friends."
"Love you Jesus. Goodnight Jesus. Amen."
Nice to know he is thankful for his wonderful parents!!!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Adventures in Savannah
We went to Savannah Georgia this past weekend for Dave's wedding. The wedding itself was beautiful and wonderful, but the weekend was filled with story after story. Here is the abbreviated version (it would be pages for me to give all details):
Thurs 8am - My sister calls to tell me she thinks she's in labor (she isn't due until 8/25). Her water didn't "break" like normal, but it seemed to be leaking out. She went to the hospital and was told her water did not break and they sent her home. Our flight left at 1:30 and the trip down there was pretty uneventful.
Fri 8am - My mom calls to tell me my sister is having her baby - they had gone to the hospital in the middle of the night and found out she had been leaking amniotic fluid for an entire day. Everything went well and my new neice Bailee Laine Proctor was born around 11:30 am.
Fri 6pm - The boys are at the rehearsal, and Laura, Lauren and I are having appetizers on the 13th floor (thanks to Brad being a Hilton Honors member!). We see a fire out the window several blocks away. Someone turns on the news - it is an underground electrical fire. The power goes out. We walk down 10 flights of stairs to our room and attempt to get ready with no electricity or air conditioner (in 90 degree, 90% humidity Savannah weather).
Fri 8pm - We walk several blocks to the rehearsal dinner b/c the street the restaurant is on was closed down b/c of the fire. The restaurant is on the 2nd floor. It has no power. Dinner was by candlelight, with no a/c. The food was amazing.
Fri 10pm - We get back to the hotel, which still has no power and are told it will not be back on until noon Sat. We gather a few clothes by flashlight and go find another hotel.
Sat am - Power is still not on at the Hilton, which is where the reception is planned for that night. They have to come up with a back up plan. Luckily the power comes back on around 11:30. We go back and get ready for wedding.
Sat after wedding - We run back to the room before heading up to the reception and cannot get in. They replaced the lock earlier that afternoon and it closed itself when we left. We had maintenance get us back in the room, only to then be locked in b/c the lock was put on crooked nad was sticking. I had them rip the whole thing off - we didn't use it anyway.
Sun 12am - Will calls Rubin. He had gone out with some friends after the reception (we headed to bed) and witnessed a robbery at a convenience store. He has to tackle the guy and hold him on the ground until the police got there. He leaves and 2 blocks down the street watches a Jeep hit a guy on a motorcycle and then drive away. He gets the description of the vehicle and calls the police. He was the Savannah Superhero of the weekend.
Sun - fairly normal day...took a trolley tour of the city. Witnessed a drug deal in the middle of the street.
Sun 11pm - Board the plane to head home. Pilot leaves. Flight attendants tell us our pilots were needed to fly another plane, and unfortunately they can't turn the air on w/out a pilot in the cockpit. We sat there for over an hour before they finally found someone to fly our plane. It was getting difficult to breathe.
Mon 2am - Finally get home, think we are getting to sleep in for at least a little while
Mon 5am - Phone rings. Rubin's parents had watched Brayden overnight on Sunday. My sister-in-law had gone into labor and they were going to the hospital and needed us to come get Brayden.
Mon 8am - I called into work b/c I was dead. We drove to the city to see the twins...2 more new neices, Claire and Jillian!
Mon 1pm - Get home, eat lunch, leave for doctor's appt.
Mon 9pm - Finally got sleep!!
Thurs 8am - My sister calls to tell me she thinks she's in labor (she isn't due until 8/25). Her water didn't "break" like normal, but it seemed to be leaking out. She went to the hospital and was told her water did not break and they sent her home. Our flight left at 1:30 and the trip down there was pretty uneventful.
Fri 8am - My mom calls to tell me my sister is having her baby - they had gone to the hospital in the middle of the night and found out she had been leaking amniotic fluid for an entire day. Everything went well and my new neice Bailee Laine Proctor was born around 11:30 am.
Fri 6pm - The boys are at the rehearsal, and Laura, Lauren and I are having appetizers on the 13th floor (thanks to Brad being a Hilton Honors member!). We see a fire out the window several blocks away. Someone turns on the news - it is an underground electrical fire. The power goes out. We walk down 10 flights of stairs to our room and attempt to get ready with no electricity or air conditioner (in 90 degree, 90% humidity Savannah weather).
Fri 8pm - We walk several blocks to the rehearsal dinner b/c the street the restaurant is on was closed down b/c of the fire. The restaurant is on the 2nd floor. It has no power. Dinner was by candlelight, with no a/c. The food was amazing.
Fri 10pm - We get back to the hotel, which still has no power and are told it will not be back on until noon Sat. We gather a few clothes by flashlight and go find another hotel.
Sat am - Power is still not on at the Hilton, which is where the reception is planned for that night. They have to come up with a back up plan. Luckily the power comes back on around 11:30. We go back and get ready for wedding.
Sat after wedding - We run back to the room before heading up to the reception and cannot get in. They replaced the lock earlier that afternoon and it closed itself when we left. We had maintenance get us back in the room, only to then be locked in b/c the lock was put on crooked nad was sticking. I had them rip the whole thing off - we didn't use it anyway.
Sun 12am - Will calls Rubin. He had gone out with some friends after the reception (we headed to bed) and witnessed a robbery at a convenience store. He has to tackle the guy and hold him on the ground until the police got there. He leaves and 2 blocks down the street watches a Jeep hit a guy on a motorcycle and then drive away. He gets the description of the vehicle and calls the police. He was the Savannah Superhero of the weekend.
Sun - fairly normal day...took a trolley tour of the city. Witnessed a drug deal in the middle of the street.
Sun 11pm - Board the plane to head home. Pilot leaves. Flight attendants tell us our pilots were needed to fly another plane, and unfortunately they can't turn the air on w/out a pilot in the cockpit. We sat there for over an hour before they finally found someone to fly our plane. It was getting difficult to breathe.
Mon 2am - Finally get home, think we are getting to sleep in for at least a little while
Mon 5am - Phone rings. Rubin's parents had watched Brayden overnight on Sunday. My sister-in-law had gone into labor and they were going to the hospital and needed us to come get Brayden.
Mon 8am - I called into work b/c I was dead. We drove to the city to see the twins...2 more new neices, Claire and Jillian!
Mon 1pm - Get home, eat lunch, leave for doctor's appt.
Mon 9pm - Finally got sleep!!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Babe...
So Rubin and I often call each other "babe", especially when we are yelling from one room to another asking a question. Brayden obviously hears us, and now thinks that both of our names are Babe. He will just casually ask one of us "Hey babe, can I have some juice?" Most of the time he has only done this at home, and we think it is cute so we don't really correct him, but he is starting to do it more often. This morning we were sitting on the couch and he asked Rubin something, and called him babe. I explained to him that his name is not Babe, it's Daddy, and he looked me in the eyes and said "No, that's Babe." I hope it is just a phase?
Friday, August 8, 2008
TV Night
Tonight I am laying on the couch watching TV. There are a million other things I should be doing, but I'm tired and it's Friday. Right now I'm watching the Olympics Opening Ceremonies and it is amazing. I haven't watched the Olympics in years, but used to love them as a kid, especially the summer ones since I was home from school and could watch them all day long. Once I get bored with this (which may be a while from now), I have to watch the finale of So You Think You Can Dance. It didn't come on until 11 last night because of the Bears game, so I still don't know who won and have been avoiding the news all day in case I accidentally saw it somewhere! I hope it's Joshua!
Friday, August 1, 2008
What a day...
So I had to take the day off today to stay home with Brayden because his daycare is closed. We had a pretty busy day. We had a patio poured today, so they were here at 7:30 to get started, and Brayden was in heaven. There was a truck, a tractor, and a dump truck at our house and he loved it. He didn't really like the fact that he couldn't ride the tractor, but he just stood at the door watching them work. Then we left and drove up to Carol Stream to meet some people from work for lunch because today was Sara's last day. I normally would be thrilled to have to stay home from work on a Friday but I was really sad that I couldn't be there today because we are really close. They did a little going away party for her this afternoon and I missed it, but at least we got to be there for lunch. Then Brayden fell asleep on the way home and wouldn't go back to sleep when we got home, so his nap was about 20 minutes today, which leaves me with a cranky kid for the rest of the day. Then, to top it off, he attempted to eat his first booger. I freaked out and was able to successfully dig it out of his mouth, but then I spent the next 5 minutes gagging and trying not to throw up. Now when I'm done folding this load of laundry (gag), we have to go to the grocery store because I have no food in my house. And it's only 5 o'clock...
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Minivan
We finally broke down and bought a minivan...and I'm actually excited! I'm a little bummed that the doors don't open by pushing a button, but I don't think it will kill me to open them myself. It has plenty of room for us, both kids, and a few other people. I guess I'm officially a lame "soccer mom" (even though Brayden doesn't play soccer), but I'm proud of it!
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Fireworks
I think I have traumatized my child. Last night we went to Cerny Park in Warrenville to enjoy the festival and fireworks. We thought that Brayden would be old enough this year to watch them without freaking out. We talked to him all day to prepare him for the fact that fireworks are loud, but they are very pretty and they don't hurt so there is no reason to be scared. With the first one that went off (from someone's yard down the road, not even the real ones), he was in Bonnie's lap trembling. She held him and covered his ears and he buried his face in her chest. I don't think he ever saw a firework. He begged them to stop, but we couldn't get him out of her lap to get him to the car so we could leave. We kept telling him that he was safe with Grandma and they would be over soon.
This morning I woke up with him sitting in my bed. I told him good morning, and he said, "No more fireworks. You're safe with Grandma. Fireworks are over." All day long he has randomly repeated the same thing. He obviously is still terrified, but at least he knows he is safe with Grandma! I don't think we'll try fireworks again with him for a while. Some people just really don't like the loud noise and I'm pretty sure he'll be one of those people for a long time.
This morning I woke up with him sitting in my bed. I told him good morning, and he said, "No more fireworks. You're safe with Grandma. Fireworks are over." All day long he has randomly repeated the same thing. He obviously is still terrified, but at least he knows he is safe with Grandma! I don't think we'll try fireworks again with him for a while. Some people just really don't like the loud noise and I'm pretty sure he'll be one of those people for a long time.
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