366 Project: Week 8

Sunday (Day 50)

February 19, 2012

 I want this chair. I have no idea where I'd put it, but I want it just the same. :)

Monday (Day 51)

February 20, 2012

 Poor baby. . .he figured out how to roll over multiple times in succession. . .but can't always stop. He ran into the bookcase this morning. :(

Tuesday (Day 52)

February 21, 2012

 While Patrick and Korvin were napping, I did a face/hair mask with avocado, honey, egg yolk, and flax seed (gotta make yourself ugly to be pretty. . .) This was Korvin's reaction. Then Patrick woke up, and yelled. It was pretty funny. :) Korvin continued to look concerned/scared until I showered, and resumed a normal appearance.

Wednesday (Day 53)

February 22, 2012

 Kadence was running around yelling "I'm a bug in the garden of life!"

The bug got herself dressed again today. . .can you tell? :)

Thursday (Day 54)

February 23, 2012

 Kadence says it's Spring. . .and she found evidence to support her theory. :)

Friday (Day 55)

February 24, 2012

 Cuddle time this morning before getting out of bed. He was wondering what we were waiting for. :)

Saturday (Day 56)

February 25, 2012

 Monster Truck Jam. . .Korvin LOVED it, even more than Kadence did. He kept trying to talk over the noise. . .and clapping. . .and at one point during Superman's freestyle, he started signing "poop" over and over, although he doesn't know that's what he was doing, since we've never signed that to him. :) He also cut his first tooth chewing on my necklace. Eventful evening.

Theory vs Reality. Reality bites.

For Valentine's day, Patrick got us a suite at the Hotel Indigo in downtown Dallas. Our getaway was this weekend. In theory, it was a wonderful idea. . .some quality "Mommy-Daddy time" as we say, and an uninterrupted full night's sleep. 


Things always work better in theory for us.




We checked into the hotel at 3pm. It may not look like much from the outside, but the inside is very cheery, and brightly decorated. It was quite nice. However, they had a lot of writing on the walls, and it was all backwards. . .it's a little odd for decor, but it works.

Our suite was awesome. It reminded me of an English bed and breakfast.






It was a lovely rainy day. Seriously, neither of us minded the rain. After we checked into the hotel, we walked a few blocks away to a little Italian restaurant.

Patrick had some tasty chicken alfredo, and I ordered what turned out to be a massive calzone. . .which I almost managed to eat half of. 

We walked back to the hotel in the drizzling rain, and joked about how rain "fit" our romantic getaway. We spent some time in our room before deciding to go to a movie. The hotel provides a shuttle service for anywhere within a 3 mile radius, so we decided to go to a theater within that distance to see Safe House. 


The movie was at 7:30, so around 6 Patrick checked with the shuttle service. I was craving something sweet, so we talked about finding somewhere close for dessert before the movie. The shuttle was going to take 10 or more minutes to arrive, so Patrick had the brilliant idea to walk, since it was only about 2 miles, and we could find some dessert on the way.


I believe I've mentioned that things always work better in theory. . .


In addition to the rain, it was also rather chilly, and windy. A few blocks from the hotel we decided that it was a bad idea, and I asked Patrick if he wanted to go back and wait for the shuttle. He said no, so we kept going. 

About half a mile away, we realized just how dumb this idea was. . .


. . .walking over 2 miles in the cold, wind, and drizzling rain in DOWNTOWN DALLAS.

Brilliant. . .we started discussing which was more likely; being mugged, run over, or catching pneumonia. By the time we'd gone a mile, I was betting on freezing to death. It's now 6am, and I'm STILL cold.

Patrick started pointing out all the things we wouldn't have seen if we hadn't decided to get some exercise and walk to the theater.

I'm pretty sure I could have lived without noticing weird art, or the Federal Reserve Bank of Dallas.

 Halfway there, we found The Cupcakery. . .so we stopped in to get warm, and have dessert. Patrick pointed out that we wouldn't have found it if we hadn't been walking. . .

. . .however, I'm pretty sure I could have lived without that too. Boston creme cupcakes are surprisingly good, but not quite good enough to risk dying of hypothermia. 


As we walked back outside, Patrick offered to get a taxi. I refused. I didn't walk over halfway there in the cold rain just to admit defeat and get a taxi the last mile. . .and since I was hoping to already be ready to do 5k mud runs again, I decided to just consider it training. So onward we trudged.


Because of all the wind, I hit a few guys over the head with the umbrella as we walked along. . .and eventually the umbrella blew inside out. We decided to give up on it and just go without it.

At long last, we found the place we were seeking. We bought our tickets, and prepared to enjoy the movie despite being cold and wet. I seriously shivered the whole way through. I'm still shivering in spite of laughing about it so much.


We called for the shuttle when the movie was over, and picked up some dinner while we waited for it to arrive.


We took a hot shower and ate when we got back to the hotel, and started winding down to go to sleep. 


We were both wanting to go to bed early since we didn't have to be up with Korvin, but our internal clocks are so used to staying up til at least midnight that we couldn't go to sleep before then. Checkout isn't until 11am, so we figured even though we weren't going to bed early, we'd still get a pretty decent nights sleep.


Once again. . .theory vs. reality came into play.


As we were finally ready to go to sleep, we heard a rather loud confrontation out in the hall up by the elevators. Patrick opened the door to see if he could hear what was going on so we could decide if we needed to call someone about it.


There was a rather sizable family confrontation going on. Birthday party + alcohol + family = physical confrontation, naturally. Hotel management became involved, and it sounded like the police had been called as well. As luck would have it, part of the family was in the adjoining room next to ours. . .so once the confrontation was moved out of the hallway, it of course went into that room.


What did we do? Sat on the couch and listened, of course. It's not like there was anything else to do. . .there was nothing good on TV, we were then wide awake, and it's not like we could help overhearing anyway. They started calming down somewhere between 2 and 3, and by 4 at least were talking calmly.


From what we figured out, two sisters were getting into it, when the husband of one of the sisters stepped in to defend his wife. The other sister started swinging at him, and he reacted and pushed her down. From the sound of things, confrontation at family gatherings is a common occurrence.


I wanted to start making noise so they would know we could hear them. Patrick wouldn't let me. I wanted to knock on the adjoining door. He wouldn't let me. When you can't control yourselves (in public, no less) and are loudly fighting in a hotel after 2am, clearly you need therapy and/or medication. As I'm sure they have not realized this, someone needs to tell them. 


It's now after 6am. Patrick is happily snoring away. I have issues with insomnia. Thanks to the nights events, I have not slept yet at all, I've been thinking about food since about 3, and I'm still freezing.


Oh, and around 4:30am, an envelope was slipped under our door. . .it was a paper showing that we now have a credit of $11.57. . .I have no idea why. But considering what happened, it made me laugh rather hard.


Anyway, so much for a night away to recharge. How's that for a romantic getaway? I think it's gonna take me awhile to recover. . .and I'm seriously considering slipping a note under the door suggesting therapy for the family next door. (You know, before Patrick wakes up to keep me from it.)


Oh well. . .at least this "vacation" didn't land us in the hospital. :)

Project 366: Week 7

Sunday (Day 43)

February 12, 2012

Korvin REALLY wanted Daddy's triple cheeseburger at lunch. Then we went to Market Street so Kadence could have her own little baby cart while we shopped. . .complete with baby. :D

Monday (Day 44)

February 13, 2012

 Water for elephants. . .and heffalumps. 

Kadence brought the heffalump downstairs, and gave it to Korvin to play with in his crib. He was fussing so I went to check on him. . .and he wasn't happy about having a wet heffalump in his lap. So I called Kadence down to find out why the heffalump was wet, and she was holding a wet elephant. She said her elephants were thirsty, so she gave them a drink, and they "accidentally" bumped into the water and dumped it. So I went upstairs, and found this. . .I put the elephant and the heffalump back on the window sill so they could be in the picture. . .and put Kadence in time out because she's been told multiple times to stop filling things with water. . .and then laughed when she couldn't see me. :)

Tuesday (Day 45)

February 14, 2012

 Kadence and I went on a date, and got mani/pedis for Valentine's day while Grandma watched Korvin. She wanted stripes on her nails, and insisted that I needed to have them too, so we could match.

Wednesday (Day 46)

February 15, 2012

  K: I picked flowers for when I get married!
Me: Who are you going to marry?
K: Patrick
Me: But I'M married to Patrick.
K: Well, I'm going to marry him too when you're done. When I'm older.

Korvin got up on his knees for the first time to pull himself up. . .he thinks it's really really funny when Mommy starts dancing around and screaming just because he learned a new trick. :)

Thursday (Day 47)

February 16, 2012

 I found chocolate wine. . .I figured it was probably disgusting, but I felt the need to try it anyway. Tasted more like a chocolate liquor.

Korvin figured out how to go from his tummy to sitting. He got up on his hands and knees, then did downward facing dog and walked his hands backwards until he could sit down. Once again. . .he had a good laugh at Mommy's reaction.

 Friday (Day 48)

February 17, 2012

He was playing so hard (and had been so busy with all his new tricks) that he was pooped. . .and he pooped. Seriously, he pooped and then passed out before I realized it. 


Saturday (Day 49)
February 18, 2012

Daddy was playing with the babies before Mommy and Daddy went away for the night. Then Daddy went to pack. This is what happens when Daddy packs. 

366 Project: Week 6

Sunday (Day 36)
February 5, 2012

Korvin played football with himself on Superbowl Sunday. It made him finally figure out how to crawl forward. :)

Monday (Day 37)
February 6, 2012

Poor baby has a cold, and has been very clingy. He's been very tired, and took a 3 hr nap this afternoon. . .and here I was thinking the days of him sitting on my bladder when I need to pee were over. :) It's ok though. . .he's only a baby once. He also started saying "mama" today.

 

 

Tuesday (Day 38)
February 7, 2012

Both kids are screaming. . .so what am I doing? Preparing for what will obviously be a long evening. . .

Wednesday (Day 39)
February 8, 2012

Kadence put Korvin to bed. . .he was asking if he really had to. . .he doesn't understand pretend play yet. Lol

Thursday (Day 40)
February 9, 2012

Korvin sneezed a mouthful of pears and yogurt everywhere. . .clearly, he wasn't listening when his mother told his sister that you're supposed to cover your mouth when you sneeze. . .

 
 

Friday (Day 41)
February 10, 2012

We need to get him crawling gloves. . .you know, like driving gloves. . .except for crawling. Poor baby hands.

 

 

Saturday (Day 42)
February 11, 2012

Walked in to find him playing with his feet sticking out. He must like sitting this way, because he keeps doing it. Cracks me up every time. (He's also started getting up on his hands and knees today!)

366 Project: Week 5

Sunday (Day 29)
January 29, 2012

No, we didn't get a dog. . .Korvin just found something on the menu that he liked. . .

Monday (Day 30)
January 30, 2012

Korvin: Um, Mom? What's this?
Me: That's a Baltic amber bracelet. . .the warmth of your skin is supposed to release succinic acid and help with the inflammation and pain from teething. You've been having a rather rough time with it, and since we've tried EVERYTHING else, I figured we might as well try this too. Let me know if it works, ok?

I'm skeptical. . .but many friends swear it works, so we shall see. He hasn't said anything about it yet. . .lol

Tuesday (Day 31)
January 31, 2012

Down for the count = WINNING! :)

 

 

Wednesday (Day 32)
February 1, 2012

I told her (again) that just because they're both pink, it doesn't mean that they match. . .she refuses to believe me.

 

 

Thursday (Day 33)
February 2, 2012

 

Every time I look at this, I can't stop laughing long enough to caption it. . .I tried all day.

Friday (Day 34)
February 3, 2012

Have a swell day?? I think the pest control company sent the Hardy Boy wannabees this time. lol

Saturday (Day 35)
February 4, 2012

 

Not supposed to put baby in the corner. . .so I guess that's why we had to stuff her in the couch. . .