We're Here!

Well, 11 days in the New House (as Jack still calls it) and it is going well. The main level is all painted. There are still 2 pieces of wallpaper to hang in the 1/2 bath, as well as chairl molding to go up and the pictures. Then that will be done (unless I decide to move around the towel rack, but I am not counting that). The living room is done, I just have to fill out the bookshelf, but since we don't have everything here from the other house OR Lin's, that will just happen when it happens. The dining room needs the light changed out and the 2 extra chairs put together, and then it will be done. Family room is good; it needs another picture maybe and Chad has to put together the surround sound stuff, but it is almost there. Kitchen needs the crown molding up, and then it might be done. Playroom needs the wallpaper hung and a light and some general organization. Master BR needs to be finished painted, a light, and just generally put together; same goes for its bathroom. Our closet is a disaster and needs to be put together. Jack needs the shade fixed in his room, a light and some general organization, as does Charlie (except his shades are fine). We also need the garage door opener in and the rest of my plants planted. Whew! Lots to do, but now that I have it all there, it seems manageable. Oh yeah, and getting the rest of our crap here and unloaded. Ugh, not so pleasant anymore.

Despite all of that, the new house is really good. We are really loving the space and life here in general. I just wish we didn't have the other house hanging over our heads. Not much to do about that.

Jack and Charlie are adjusting well, for the most part. Charlie is great, although he seems to take less steps here. We thought the carpet would encourage him, but it doesn't seem to. It will come, right? And Jack is having random sleeping issues. He was obsessed with the light switches (ok, still is, but we took the light out of his room for the time being) and would turn the light on and not go to sleep. He wouldn't cry, and didn't necessarily make any noise, but wouldn't sleep, either. He did it at mom's this week, too, so we aren't really sure what is up. So far they have been pretty random incidences, although getting him to nap (or do anything) is getting tough. He is starting to really want to control things, and I think being with grandparents and doting aunts lately has given him the impression that the world is his oyster. Maybe some stability around here will help with that. One can only hope.

Run-on sentences

Chad turned 30 yesterday. Only 16 more days until I pass through those days as well. God may not be getting my house sold at the moment, but he is damn sure making sure that I have more than I need on my plate so that I can (barely) obsess about that fact.

Chad is also, conveniently, out of town. Until late Thursday night. And we move on Monday. Lucky dude, hey? He has yet to pack a box. Is it only fair that I do all of that, since I don't work? Should I shut my inner voice off about how I get all the grunt work, and he all of the paid work? It was a lot easier to be indignant when I had a (meager) paycheck coming in, but that isn't the case anymore. Talking doesn't seem to help, either. Progress really is slow.

Due to all of these things, the boys are driving me batty. I am fairly certain that Charlie is getting molars, so he is just a barrel of laughs. I long for him to be able to tell me what is wrong (so I stop confusing teeth pain with needs a nap) but the talking stuff is over-rated. Jack is incessant with the talking. Actually, with the demands. Juice, milk, kisses, pretzels, cookies....AHHHHHH! 5:00 comes around and I am ready to stab hot pokers into my eyes. I am sure that one day I will look back and wish I had these days back. I wonder which part exactly I will want back!

Yuckies

Today is a BIG day in the Slipka household. Jack went poops on the potty for the FIRST TIME. I feel like potty training is 2/3rds over! YEAH! This really is not my forte.

After a week with Granny, he was peeing on the potty great (if he was naked from the waist down. Apparently the kid doesn't mind sitting in his own urine) but still no stools. I didn't know how we were ever going to get to that, since his new trick was to poop right when he woke up (the guy needs a little privacy, and frankly I don't blame him). Chad told me to relax, it will happen, so I did; kinda. This morning, wifely guilt took over and I got up to get Charlie a bottle for once, and on my way to the kitchen, I heard Jack singing in bed. So I went in there to see if he had pooped already; he hadn't, so I stripped him down. Little guy was NOT happy, but what can you do.

I wondered how long he would hold out - 2 1/2 hours is how long! I was on the computer, Charlie is napping, and Jack ran into the office yelling "Yuckies!!!". I knew what that meant! Went in, and sure enough, there was poop. Poop on the living room floor, in the doorway to his bedroom, his bedroom floor, and a little bit in the POTTY!!! I am guessing he started there and got scared or grossed out or something. Poor little guy. Anyway, 5 m&ms were his reward, and lots of cheering, and a call to Granny and to Daddy. Let's hope this continues!!!