Urgent Care

Charlie is a boy. He is our wild child that doesn't really think when he gets excited and just does whatever he wants without thinking about what might happen- like falling out of bed. 

We let him up on the top bunk one night while getting ready for bed. He tried to turn off the fan and leaned way out and toppled out of bed. He didn't cry hardly at all and said he was ok. We put him to bed (in his crib) and he slept normal.

The next morning I got him out of his crib and put him down. He immediately burst into tears and crumpled saying his foot hurt. The whole morning and into the afternoon, I had to wheel him around in a stroller. Iva had her Halloween party so Charlie hung out with us for that. Every once in awhile he would forget and jump out of the stroller to immediately crumple to the floor in tears. 

After the party, I decided to take him to urgent care. A few x-rays later, they told us his foot was broken and we needed to go to a cast specialists because they didn't have little boots. So off we went. We got Charlie the cutest little boot that lasted less than a day. 

He wouldn't leave it on, but wasn't walking at all so we let it slide. The doctor said to follow his lead and see what he was up for, but make sure he didn't reinjure it. 

The next day we went to the pumpkin patch. We didn't put the boot on because we didn't want it to get dirty and figured he could sit in the stroller or be carried. The second he saw the petting zoo he was out of the stroller and running around like nothing happened. 

We are pretty sure he didn't really break his foot or he is an amazingly fast healer. Either way, we are just glad he is fine and we didn't have to worry about that clunky little boot. 

Henry 4 Months

Henry Dorsal Catmull

Weight: 15 lbs 9 oz (54.34%) 

Height: 24.5 in (24.49%)

HC: 17 in (91%) 

Baby. Brother. Henry Hugglemonster. Honey. Buddy. Boy. Teeny. Chunky Monkey. Chubby. Big Boy.These are just a few of the names you are lovingly called. You are an awesome little baby. You have started this new thing where you will be sitting in my lap looking around and next thing I know you feel heavy and are slouched over sound asleep. You still don't like taking naps though. You won't nap in your crib (only your swing, stroller, or car seat). You nap for about an hour total a day. You love to people watch. You sit watching Iva and Charlie and will randomly just giggle at them. You love to eat and eat quite frequently (every 1 1/2- 2 hours) which makes feeding you a full time job. You are happy and know how to get what you want with cooing and smiles. You LOVE your dada and get the biggest smile when you see him. You love "talking" with dada. You love the umbrella stroller. You usually hang out in there and get pushed here and there around the house- Iva always pushes you to whereever she is playing so you can see. She is a second mom to you. Charlie is your protector and doesn't let anyone, but mom and dad hold you. He makes sure everyone knows you are our baby. You, also, love to sit in the bumbo and look around. You sit on the kitchen table with us while we eat dinner and keep us quite entertained. Iva and Charlie make sure we see every single move and face you make. Your hand works completely fine now- thanks for the slight worry- and you graduated to physical therapy once every other week now. You are the hit of physical therapy and all the other patients love you. You are the biggest drool machine ever. I don't know how it is physically possible. Sometimes you smile and drool just comes pouring out. We keep checking to see if you are an early teether because there is so much drool, but not yet. You are an amazing night time sleeper. You go to bed around 630- 7 every night and wake up around 7 in the morning. You occassionally wake up at night, but it is really only once in a blue moon. I am well rested thanks to you sleeping so well at night. You are a sweet, little, chubby, snuggly baby. We love you!

And the perfect example of the drool. It seriously is amazing how much you drool. You are always wet and we have to change your shirts so much!

Charlie Turns Two

Our sweet little Charlie is TWO! 

Charlie's birthday was quiet, but eventful. I had been feeling sick all day so I put Iva and Charlie down for a nap and went to take one myself. (Shawn was home studying and entertained Henry for me.) When I woke up, we decorated and got the party set up. Charlie and Iva were still sleeping. (They rarely nap so this should have been our first sign). We waited awhile and then woke them up and had a fun little party.

Both of them were pretty mellow, but Iva was super mellow and didn't hardly move at all. We opened presents and gave them their cake. Charlie ate three pieces and Iva didn't touch hers. I turned around to get Charlie a napkin and turned back to Iva puking everywhere. Poor little thing.

So Charlie's party was short lived and the rest of our evening consisted of Iva puking again and taking multiple baths because she said that was the only thing that made her feel better. Charlie didn't seem to mind and just kept eating cake. Luckily, he never got sick because I really wasn't looking forward to cleaning up blue cake.

Charlie was so excited for his new trains.

Poor Iva. 

Poor thing... we laughed at this picture (before we knew she was sick).

Touch a Truck

Saturday. Shawn has finals coming up and he had a talk to prepare for Sunday so the kids and I decided to go on an adventure so he could stay home and study. We headed to "Touch a Truck". In my mind, I envisioned all these trucks with kids waiting in line for a turn climb in them and wave. I didn't think about the fact that all these trucks have horns and the kids would be free to honk them. Man, it was awesome, but not so much for my two scaredy cats. Iva refused to get out of her stroller except to play at the carpets. And Charlie tried to be so brave. He even climbed into a semi with a sweet teenage girl. She helped Charlie honk the horn and then Charlie completely lost it. He never recovered. He even ate his smarties in tears. 

  

  

  

After the excitement of all the trucks, we headed to Sam's Club for milk. It is the easiest place for me to "run inside real quick" because the carts are huge and I can fit all three kids in them at once. Iva and Charlie were in heaven. I didn't even think about it being sample day. They thought it was so cool and would cheer everytime we saw a new sample lady. They had quite the stash going when we got to the check out.

Giggle Monster

Henry is such a cute little guy. We sure love him. He might be our happiest little guy yet. (I think he is making up for the first couple grumpy months of life.) He is so ticklish. I can't even change his diaper or clothes without him giggling like crazy. Shawn just looks at Henry and Henry starts laughing uncontrollably. It is awesome.

Curly Hair

Iva requests curly hair almost every single day now. I think she likes the way it feels when her hair bounces. 

I didn't get a chance to "tame" it as we sprinted out the door for stake conference, but she loved it. (I woke up at 915 and somehow we made it early to 10 o'clock conference. And looked presentable.) 

Hand Sanitizer

Charlie really wanted to drink the hand sanitizer. And was so upset I wouldn't let him. So then, of course, Iva was upset for Charlie. At least, their pouty faces sure are cute.

Birthday Parties

Iva and Charlie have never had a birthday party of their own with friends, but we sure had fun celebrating our friends' birthdays this last weekend.

On Friday, we went to our friend's princess party. I somehow forgot to take any pictures. Iva and Charlie had a blast. Iva loved fishing for candy and has asked to do it everyday since. 

On Saturday, we went to Toby's dinosaur party. It was a blast. Toby's mom, Stacy, went above and beyond. The kids were in heaven. They dug for dinosaur bones, watched a volcano, colored with dinosaur shaped crayons, ate chocolate rocks on their cupcakes, and ran free outside. They loved it! Iva is still using her magnifying glass to look at random things. 

On Saturday morning, Henry and I got a little break and went to our friend's baby shower. It was so cute and a fun little celebration. Almost made me baby hungry again.

No More Diapers for Ducky

Iva is one stubborn kid. Lucky for me, she never really had terrible twos and threes haven't been so bad either. We have had one major struggle though and that was potty training. She flat out refused! (And I felt like a bad mom because my three year old was still in diapers.) She would pee in her underwear and clean up her accidents before even considering going on the potty. She decided this weekend (with a few incentives) that she was ready for underwear and hasn't looked back. I am sure she will have her accidents here and there, but I am so proud of her. And we are definitely moving in the right direction!

No more diapers for Ducky! Or Iva!