The Epidural

I just had a reminder about this excellent story, and although I promised I wouldn't play catch-up, this one is too priceless not to blog about!

Sometime this past summer...
Olivia came into the bathroom while I was getting ready and asked, "Mom, how do you push a baby out of your body?"
Me (internally)... oh crap, here we go, well I will answer with as much information as needed until she stops...
Me: Well, you push a baby out of your bottom.
Olivia: You mean your butt?
Me (internally)... oh crap.
Me: No, your vagina. (Yes she knows she has one.)
Olivia: Oh! Okay!

Fast forward a week of so... (Driving home in the car)
Olivia: Mom, when you push a baby out your vagina, does it hurt?
Me: Yes, yes sweetie, it does.
Olivia: Welllll, can you take medicine to help it feel better?
Me: Yes, yes sweetie you can!
Olivia: What kind of medicine?
Me: Wellllll, there are different kinds of medicine you can take.
Olivia: Welll, like what? (sheesh, kid, really?
Me: Well sometimes people have a medicine that goes in your back with a needle. It's called an epidural.
Olivia: BWAHHHHHHH!!!! (Wailing...) I don't want to have a needle in my back!!! I don't want an epidural! Crying proceeds for 5 minutes.

I guess I gave her too much information. :)

Olivia as Mary

Olivia is attending preschool at Cambridge Christian School this year; we are loving the program and find it's a great fit for her! The preschoolers put on a great progam every Christmas and this year Olivia was Mary. :) And her little BFF Michael, was Joseph. Olivia and Michael were both one day apart and have had play dates since birth, it was so adorable to watch the two of them together onstage.

Their part consisted of them walking from innkeeper to inkeeper looking for a place to stay the night and then care-taking Jesus during the rest of the play while they were visited by the Wisemen, Shepherds, and the Christmas star. Olivia took her role very seriously and spent a lot of time cudding and cooing at Baby Jesus.

It was precious and priceless.

My baby.

Oh if only he still was! But alas, last week, my baby boy turned 3. A preschooler! It's funny how different I felt about Aidan turning 3 than Olivia. For Olivia, it felt like 3 would never come! I was so excited for all the things that 3 would bring to her life, all the growth and change and merriment. But Aidan? No thanks, he can stay my baby forever.


My tiny little man is such a 3 year old! He wants to be independent (sometimes), wants to help out (sometimes), wants to color & draw & build (sometimes), take naps (sometimes). That's what makes 3, 3.... the sometimes. :) He also wants to go on the potty (sometimes). I can't wait for all the things that this year will bring for my man. Happy Birthday Aidan!

Aidan's Favorites @ Age 3:

Food: CANDY :)

Activity: Playing anything with his big sister, whom he still affectionately calls "Honey"

Toy: Lightening "NaQueen" cars

Desire: To be a "Bad Guy" and have "shoot guns" (Oh, honestly....)

He loves going to school (ECFE) and showing his brilliant personality to anyone who will take a moment to fawn over him. :)

I'm not going to catch up.

But I am going to start again!

I miss blogging. I miss sharing my thoughts, feelings, and the happenings of our family! Besides on facebook of course... which appears to have taken over... but doesn't quite do the same thing.

To echo the last post, it's been a busy few months! Life never slows down, but I am enjoying every minute of our crazy life.

So here is to not catching up, but moving forward from here!