The Veldmans: parties, teeth, bathroom talk, and more

I'm sure that you've noticed that I've been slacking on the blog lately. It's not that I don't think about it, I do. It's just that there isn't enough time in one day. I've taken on a new project/goal. I told Nate at the beginning of the year that I was going to make a new years resolution (which I don't do) to run a 5K (which I don't run) by the end of the year. This may seem like a small feat to most people. However, if you know me you know that I truly don't run. I was the one in elementary school who used to dread the physical fitness test day where we had to run around the stupid baseball diamond for the mile run. Yes, it all started when I was 7 years old. Anyway, long story short, I started this couch to 5K program. I quickly realized that not working out for 9 months of pregnancy and 9 months postpartum really takes a toll on your endurance and fitness level. It's only three days a week that I have to run, but it's sadly difficult to find the time to do it. So, I end up doing it at 8:30 at night when the kids are in bed and before it gets to dark. Therefore, my blogging time has been cut out. So, there is my excuse. :)

Let's think back to a week and a half ago. I worked my 12 hr day shift while the kids stayed home with Daddy. Ava had a birthday party to go to on Saturday. It was supposed to be a pool party but since it was 65 degrees she wore a sweatshirt instead. She had a great time playing, doing crafts, and having ice cream for lunch. The rest of the weekend was spent at the library and hanging out with our friends Josh, Kate, and Tate.

Monday Ava and I headed to Grant's 9 month Dr. appointment. Yes, the big man is 9 months, weighs in at 21 3/4 lbs, is 30 inches long, and has a big ol' head (off the charts). He's still off the charts with his height, but has settled into the 90th percentile for his weight. He just popped his 8th tooth (4th one on the bottom) this past weekend. I swear he gets a new tooth daily. It's a good thing since this kids Loves to eat!!! He eats more than most toddlers I think. He loves his table food, and I love this as well because then he can feed himself.

We had another busy weekend this past weekend. Saturday morning Aunt Darlene, Great Grandma, and cousin Sara came to visit while Aunt Virgie was up here for a Norwex conference. We spent the morning together and then went out for lunch at Pizza Ranch, where Grant should have been charged for an adult buffet with everything that he ate. That afternoon Nate and I headed out for a wedding while they stayed with the kids until Mema came to watch the around 4:00. Mema spent the night with us since we weren't home until later. By later I mean 11:00. Yeah, we are those super lame people who are in bed before midnight on the weekends. I didn't really want to pump in the car, so we headed home to avoid that. Ah, one more of the great things about breast feeding...you can never go anywhere for more than 5 hours without being pumped like a milk cow.

Sunday morning we took Mema to the zoo. Ava was super excited. We even rode the monorail for the first time. It will be closing for good next month and I wanted to make sure that she got to ride on it at least once. She had a great time. We had perfect weather to be at the zoo, nice and cool. We were home in time for lunch and then got ready for our friends Josh, Jenny, Nora, Josh, Kate, and Tate to come over. Nora is about 8 months younger than Ava. It was so fun watching the girls play together, pretend, and chat. What a fun age! We had a great time visiting with the adults, which we don't get to do enough. We were so lucky to get to spend that time with Josh and Jenny since they delivered their twins today! We can't wait to meet the two little men!

A little update on Ava's potty training. We have been accident free during the day for quite some time. She went quite awhile without having accidents at night so we started to let her wear her big girl underwear to bed. She did great for the first few nights. Then she had two nights in a row where she had an accident. We have decided that it's most likely because we are dumb and were giving her a drink before bedtime. She used to wake up in the middle of the night and come tell us if she had to go though. She is so funny about going to the bathroom (not funny ha ha, but funny weird). She won't just go to the bathroom, she has to wait until the last minute when she is doing a little dance and then makes a mad dash to the bathroom. The other night she was in the play room with Nate and all of a sudden comes running through the living room into the bathroom. She flips on the light and the fan in the bathroom. I then hear her say to herself, "Hey, I didn't know I had all this poopy in my tummy. That's why I had all the gas out of my bottom". Then tonight she is in the bathroom singing (very common for her, as she sings all day long about anything and everything). This time was a bit different though. Only my daughter would make up song lyrics about her poop to the tune of "Jesus Loves Me". Hopefully Jesus doesn't take it personally. I feel like I should set a video camera up in there to catch all of the funny stuff that comes out of her mouth when she's in the bathroom.

We hope that you are enjoying your week. Thanks for checking in!