Thursday, April 12, 2007

Happy Birthday to US!!!!

Sam and I just celebrated our 26th and 25th birthdays, respectively. I know, we're getting old! My sister Kaitlyn thought it was absolutely hilarious that I had turned 25 and couldn't stop laughing for five minutes when she realized how old I was (Thanks a lot, Kaitlyn! Way to make me depressed on my birthday :) )
Our birthdays our only three days apart, which is good for a couple of reasons 1. I don't think Sam will ever forget my birthday (and to be fair, vice versa) and 2. Between the two of us, we usually put in like a week of partying and birthday fun.
Sam's birthday was actually on Easter Sunday this year. So on Saturday night, Grandma was kind enough to babysit so Sam and I could go to a Texas Ranger's game with some friends. It was soooo-sooooo-soooo cold that night, and we were sitting at the very top of the stadium where we were very accessible to the cold , cold wind. We huddled there for about the first six innings which were a weird combination of fun and misery. Then we decided we were too cold to stick out the rest of the game and decided to go. But when we got to the bottom of the stadium we noticed there were some empty seats right behind home base....and who can pass up seats like that? So we nonchalantly walked past the usher (who was looking mighty suspicious but said nothing.) The last two innings were great fun, we got to listen in on some great verbal fights between drunk Ranger fans and drunk Red Sox fans, and the Rangers actually ended up winning the game.
Then on Sunday morning, we had cinnamon rolls and Lasagna for Sam's birthday dinner. We were able to celebrate with family, so that was fun. Instead of asking for a lucious, lucious cake of any flavor he chose, Sam asked for birthday oatmeal cookies. Go figure. Here's some pics





Then, for my birthday, Sam got up in the morning and made me breakfast. We had eggs, hashbrowns, biscuits, and sausage..yum, yum, and knowing how much Sam HATES to cook made the fact that he actually made breakfast very sweet. I too, decided to forgo the birthday cake and we had banana milkshakes instead. I got some cute new clothes and money. Can't go wrong there (Thanks everyone)
Later that night after Riley was asleep, Sam and I went and played mini golf and hit some balls at the batting cages. Great fun. All in all, a very wonderful birthday week.



Sunday, April 01, 2007

Not the Nap!!!!!!!!

So about two months ago, Riley discovered that it was a piece of cake getting out of his playpen. I discovered this in the middle of the night when I woke up in a cold sweat and he was standing right by my bed with his face about two centimeters from mine. Since then...life has become much more complicated.
At first I figured, that'd he'd be too scared to jump out of his crib, so we started putting him in there instead of the playpen ("Why wasn't he in his crib in the first place?" you're probably wondering. Well that's way too long to go into so you may as well stop wondering.) Wrong. He hurdled the crib rail in like two seconds and didn't even seem to mind the fall to the floor.
As soon as we laid him in his play pen for naps or for the night, he'd jump right out and come outside. I had to completely retrain him by laying him right back down over and over again. One night, I seriously did it 35 times (i decided to keep track since I had nothing better to do.) It was the worst few weeks ever and i felt like a big fat meanie.
He's finally started doing better, at least for the most part, but some days he still regresses back into his old ways. And some days, he jumps out of his playpen, but because he knows he's not supposed to come outside he falls asleep on the floor of his room (hence the picture).
But now, the best news of all......are you ready for it? I think he's trying to give up his nap on me. It's like the end of the world as I know it. The last few days, he has absolutely refused to go down and hasn't acted all that sleepy during the day.
Blog readers (even if I have never met you) please help me out. Isn't 21 months way too early to quit taking naps? What should I do? Could this be just a phase?