Egg-selent!

So since the start of the year Tj and I have been trying to lose the baby weight (since our baby is 18 months old now!). So we've been working out and trying to eat healthy (well and I've caved and dieted too). Anyhow, we go through a lot of hard boiled eggs. So since Easter is too far away decided that it was acceptable to dye this round of hard boiled eggs. The boys had a blast!!!


Tj mixing the dye.

Now it's the boys turn to mix the dye.

Daddy helping the boys with their eggs.

Vance watching his eggs.

Joel's favorite part was the pickers. (Aka tongs)

Vance Chillin'

The finished product.

Who's child is this?!

So I have about three other posts that I have meant to post for the last week or so. But I have to share this latest story about Vance. Actually two stories. The first has to do with onions.

So I was chopping onions for dinner. Vance saw me and asked Tj to pick him up. So he exclaims, "Apple!" We explain to him that it's an onion and not an apple but he still insists that it's an apple. So Tj gives him a piece of onion. Vance takes it in his mouth, tastes it, chews it, swallows it. You can see him recognize that this is not an apple and yet struggle with the idea of being wrong/mistaken. So what does he do?! He swallows the onion and again exclaims, "Apple!" He is so stinkin' stubborn. I have no idea where he gets his stubborn antics from.

Vance is so funny! It never ceases to amaze me the things he does. So today Vance was eating Jelly Belly Beans (courtesy of Pa from his most recent trip). Of course Vance has this sticky mess all over him from straight sugar. So Tj asked him to go get something to wipe his face. Next thing we know he comes in with the end of the toilet paper roll. I have to hand it to Kleenex Contonelle Toilet Paper. It made it through two corners and half the house and didn't even tear. Now that's some strong toilet paper!

We love Vance and the spice and variety he adds to our family!

Vance's Last Check-up

Last week I took Vance in for his 18-month check up. I also needed a check-up. So Vance and I made it a date. Poor Vance was behind on his shots so he got 4 sets of shots! Mommy was behind on her shots too, so I got a shot as well. Vance was so impressed with my "Hello Kitty" band aid that he insisted on "kitties" too. He also got an Elmo sticker for being such a good patient. The doctor got to evaluate Vance for an extended amount of time because we had back to back appointments. So while we reviewed my medical history Vance played. The doctor was very impressed with Vance's verbal ability. The average 18-month old has a vocabulary of about 8 words. Vance uses 4-6 words in a sentence! I think it's a combination of awesome parenting and fantastic genetics. Just kidding. Really I think it's his type-A personality and second child syndrome. Vance continues to be our petite child (not that Joel is a giant by any means). He's in the 5th percentile for weight and the 10th percentile for height.
The funny thing was that when we got home (after having to go to the lab so I could get blood work done) I completely expected Vance to be a little under the weather. Nope he didn't miss a beat. He was wrestling around with Joel almost as soon as we got home. Funny kid! He's one tough cookie.

Book Worms

Growing up one of the only things I remember about summer vacations was that we were expected to read for a set time limit every day during summer break. I remember setting the timer and sitting on the couch with my sister Angela and doing our reading. I have loved reading ever since. Therefore, I am completely tickled when my boys find a book and sit and read. We love reading at our house. Vance especially loves books and will bring us a book he's found on his book shelf and ask us to read to him. Then he backs up into our laps and settles in for a story. I love reading and love that my boys are on their way to love reading too!

Gross

Sometimes being a mom is gross. Like when you take your 18-month out of the swimming pool and go to change him and realized he's pooped in his swim diaper. Then you have to clean him in the bathtub. That's pretty gross.

Or when your almost 3 year old wakes up from his nap and has poop up his back, in his clothes and all over his bed. And again you have to clean him up in the bath (or you make your husband do it because twice in one day just may make you ill).

Then being a mom is gross.