Libby was dry for two naps and two nights last week, so I told her we would have a party for her on Saturday to celebrate no more diapers. All week, she was looking forward to Saturday - so much so that she forgot to be dry anymore. We did a LOT of extra laundry and finally had to put her back in diapers at night time. Grandma and Papa and Uncle Josh all came up to celebrate our anticlimactic party on Saturday afternoon. We had pizza for dinner and then a chocolate cake with purple cream cheese icing and ice cream for desert. It was delicious. Libby received a few presents from Mommy and Daddy and Grandma and Papa, too, which she had a great time playing with. This week, she's been dry during her afternoon naps, but still needs the bed time diaper. At least we cut down on one diaper per day - every little bit helps.
Caleb has been exceptionally crabby for the past few weeks. Thursday evening was the culmination of the grouchiness when he finally cut his third tooth. It's his top left front tooth, so he strongly resembles a Jack-O-Lantern now. In other Caleb developments, he's really improved in his crawling over the last few weeks. He can go surprisingly fast when he really wants something. He has also started pulling up to stand on everything (or everyone) that he can grab. His favorite trick is to pinch the back of your legs and hang all of his weight from your skin while he attempts to haul himself up from the floor. Ouch! He's quite the little tornado. I am looking forward to the day he understands and responds properly to the word, "NO". Curiosity has been his biggest downfall lately. So far today, he has broken the fan in the living room by pulling it down on himself, pulled down the broom and mop from the pegs in the kitchen, and removed the security bar from the sliding door and chewed on it. The cats, dog and Libby's hair have all fallen victim to his vice grip and his disregard for directions from Mommy and Daddy. Just this afternoon, he got his fingers stuck in the cat door to the basement and later fell over and became wedged in the corner of his crib. His arm was stuck in the bars so that he couldn't sit up and he had bumped his head. What a busy little boy!
Click here for pictures from the potty party and Caleb getting into mischief.
Caleb has been exceptionally crabby for the past few weeks. Thursday evening was the culmination of the grouchiness when he finally cut his third tooth. It's his top left front tooth, so he strongly resembles a Jack-O-Lantern now. In other Caleb developments, he's really improved in his crawling over the last few weeks. He can go surprisingly fast when he really wants something. He has also started pulling up to stand on everything (or everyone) that he can grab. His favorite trick is to pinch the back of your legs and hang all of his weight from your skin while he attempts to haul himself up from the floor. Ouch! He's quite the little tornado. I am looking forward to the day he understands and responds properly to the word, "NO". Curiosity has been his biggest downfall lately. So far today, he has broken the fan in the living room by pulling it down on himself, pulled down the broom and mop from the pegs in the kitchen, and removed the security bar from the sliding door and chewed on it. The cats, dog and Libby's hair have all fallen victim to his vice grip and his disregard for directions from Mommy and Daddy. Just this afternoon, he got his fingers stuck in the cat door to the basement and later fell over and became wedged in the corner of his crib. His arm was stuck in the bars so that he couldn't sit up and he had bumped his head. What a busy little boy!
Click here for pictures from the potty party and Caleb getting into mischief.
After one successful project under our belts for the weekend, we figured we may as well tackle another one. So followed another call to my parents for how-to advice, a little web browsing, and another trip to Lowe's. This time, all four of us went on the expedition - hunting for swing set parts. Now, Libby has been pestering for her own "park", as she calls a swing set since the early spring. And since it has been extremely hot lately, we have cut back on the eleven-block trip to the park with both kids sweating in the wagon, searing sun beating down, and Mandie tugging on the leash to chase every dog she sees along the way. We've been looking for a swing set for quite some time, but nothing worked for us in our tiny little back yard. So, we got really ambitious and decided to build one ourselves. We made up a little diagram of what we wanted, took some measurements and we were in business. We bought the swings, braces, and hardware, and came home to put the kids to bed for their naps. Then Nathan took the station wagon back to Lowe's to pick up the lumber. We decided to use a 4x6 beam and two 4x4 posts as an A frame on one end - the other end of the beam was to framed up to the garage. The 4x6 beam came in a 8 foot length, which was exactly what we wanted. We thought we'd grab a 4x4 beam in the 16 foot length and have them cut it in half for us, but it was not to be. They couldn't cut a beam that thick, so Nathan was forced to buy a hand saw and cut the beam in half himself in the parking lot so he could get the thing home in the car. After that, he made two more trips to Lowe's, one to Home Depot, and one to Burger King. After too many small setbacks to count, we finally got the swing set legs attached to the main beam by 10:15 Saturday night. Libby was outside with us playing with a flashlight in the dark. We took a few pictures throughout the process and took several of Libby standing under the tripod in the back yard in the dark.


Just a note to all that Sam is leaving for Iraq on Saturday. We think that he'll be stationed in Mosul Iraq (near ancient Nineveh for anyone who's interested) for the next 15 months. That means that 




