Let's just say that January is not my favorite month. The weather is crappy and you are coming down off the holiday season high. Add to that the fact that John was working crazy hours, Conrad was not gaining enough weight and he still wasn't sleeping through the night, King forced us to start potty training him and I started teaching an online class for BYU-Idaho. Oh and I gave up sugar for 2 weeks. Probably not the best timing. It wasn't all bad though and here are some pics to help remind me of that.
First, we have King in what I like to call his "dress jammies." His obsession with wearing jammies all the time is still going strong so I bought him some more button up ones so he can look "nicer" when we go out. Not sure why it matters when you eating dinner at Ikea, but I tried.
Next some cuties of the runt of the litter, Conrad. When we took him in for his 4 month check up in December his weight percentile had dropped and that concerned the pediatrician so I had to start closely tracking how often he ate and for how long and I had to try to add in another feeding. That meant letting him nurse whenever he wanted at night. Usually by now, I have the baby out of our room and in the nursery but because of the weight scare Conrad was still sleeping with us and keeping me up all night. After a few weeks of letting him nurse through the night, I realized that he was latching on and then I was passing out and not knowing if he was actually eating. Well finally one night I made my self stay awake and that boy was just using me as a pacifier and not really nursing at all so he was immediately moved to the nursery and immediately started sleeping through the night. That little trickster. A cute trickster, but not cute enough to override my need for sleep. I am still trying to get used to how small he is compared to my other kids. I am not sure I will. The crazy part about him not gaining enough weight is that he is the happiest baby on the planet. How can he be so happy if he isn't eating enough? I just don't get it.
I had no intention of even starting to potty train King till March, but he gave us no choice. He decided that he had to have his diaper changed the minute he peed in it no matter where we were, so I would turn around in the grocery story and find him with his pants off, laying on the ground, waiting to be changed. To his credit he caught on really fast and after 2 days of potty training he started insisting that he pee standing up like the big boys. He also started insisting the he go commando at all times. We tried to force him to wear underwear, but that would entail pinning him to the ground and putting it on him and then he would immediately take it off, so we gave up on that one and let him be free. He also flung his poop a couple of times, but I will spare you the details on that one.
My sister Rachel is great about sending packages for the kids and this time she sent one including an awesome pink wig. Of course everyone had to try it on except for EZ who is getting "too old" for that sort of thing.
With EZ in school and Netta in preschool and play group, King and Conrad get to have a lot of time to bond and King is a great big brother. I really love the second picture, because you can see Conrad's blue eyes and by some miracle King actually has underwear on. We have spent so much money on underwear trying to find something he will wear it is ridiculous.
Netta is really on a makeup kick lately. She loves covering herself with tattoos and she told me she wanted to have fake nails like her preschool teacher. As luck would have it, we found some clearance holiday fake nails and she got to try them out. She loved them at first but it didn't take long for her to realize that it was really hard to do anything with them on. Hopefully, painted nails will suffice from now on.
Finally, this gem of a trailer showed up directly in front of our house. I guess Cousin Eddie came to visit the neighbors. As funny as I think it is, I was glad it was only there for a couple of days.
