Who's the boss?

No, I'm not talking about one of my fave sitcoms from growing up. 

Although, I could... I love that show!  Maybe that is an idea for a future post... some of my favorites from my childhood. 

Anyway, I'm referring to the conversation I had with Lucas last night.  He is not a naughty boy, but he is getting so independent!  Sometimes, when I tell him no, or ask him to do something he just continues to do it his way.  Last night before bed, I stripped him down and he went to the potty.  I wanted him to get his pajamas on and he insisted he wash his hands first.  (I do appreciate his likeness of good hygiene.)  After he washed his hands, Mr. Naked started asking for ice cream.  (Daddy had promised earlier).  I told him no ice cream until he had his pajamas on, then he stuck out that bottom lip and started to whine.  Then the conversation went to this:

Me:  Lucas, who is the boss?
Lucas:  Me!
Me:  No, you aren't the boss.
Lucas:  Me boss! 
Me:  Lucas, mommy and daddy are the boss.
Lucas:  Mommy is the boss!
Me:  That's right!  Now, let's go tell daddy who is boss.

... Brent didn't think it was as funny as I did.  :) 

Pearly whites

A little this way...

A little that way...

In March, Lucas got his final molar.  He has all of his baby teeth!

Always an adventure

Our niece, Abby, celebrated her 1st Holy Communion on Sunday.  After church we helped her celebrate and also celebrated her brother's birthdays.  Nick will turn 6 in May and Will turned 1 earlier in April. 

The potty-training adventure continues... Lucas went potty before we left the house.  We drove about 35 minutes to their church and he went when we got there.  He went twice during church and once after mass.  Then we made a stop for a quick errand and on the way to my brother's house, he had to go again.  We stopped at a park and used a rock.  Hey, when nature calls, you've got to answer it!

I love the way Lucas is looking at Abby.

The birthday boys.

Yummy cake!

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Thank you for the prayers for little Ellie.  She had another surgery on her nose on Saturday and her breathing has improved.  Her heart is continuing to improve.  Thanks for your prayers - you are making her stronger!

prayers for Ellie

Our friends, Matt and Abbie, had their fourth child last week.  Ellie Grace was born at 36 weeks and weighed in at 4 lbs, 7oz.  She had surgery Saturday to help her breathing and needs to continue to heal to avoid heart surgery.  There are many more details, but I don't want to share anything that I have interpreted incorrectly.  If you have time for extra prayer, Ellie needs it. 

Lucas says...

The most common sayings at our house in the last couple of weeks:
               "I do it."
               "Daddy at yerk." [work]
               "My turn."
               "I go home."
               "Daddy at his ossis." [office]
               "I wear jeans."
               "My seat."
               "I go on side." [slide - not to be confused with I go outside.]
 
And my absolute favorite: "MOM!"  If he wants something or I'm in a different part of the house Lucas yells this at the top of his lungs.  Sometimes it is short - mom, other times it is a long yell - moo-o-oom.  It doesn't matter... either way it is music to my ears. 

WONDERFUL weekend

The weather this past weekend was fabulous!  We spent a lot of time outside enjoying it. 

There was mountain climbing at Daddy's office.

(pay close attention to the boots)

There was a realization that the weeds were overtaking the few pretty flowers I have.  We got out the shovels and starting digging in the dirt.  [Side note:  We have lived in this house three years.  Neither Brent nor I remember these beautiful tulips any other year.  Do you think it is an anomaly from the hail storm?]

More climbing.

Lots of playing! 

What's wrong with this boot, mom?

The neighbor was outside with his tools, so Lucas figured he must need his, too.

In between all of that, there was a trip to the urgent care clinic - Lucas has a double ear infection.  No fever, just "my ear hurts" and not sleeping well.  He thinks the mess-in [medicine] is yummy! 

In regard to the boots... when Lucas discovered they were falling apart, he was quite concerned. 

No worries!  Good ol' mommy had a reserve pair in the closet!  Riddle me this:  These boots are the same brand, same size, purchased only a few weeks apart a the same store - why does the old pair look so much smaller than the new pair? 

Regardless, the new pair will be old in a few months.  I need to go shopping and find more boots.