I buckled Chase in his car seat today and he was giving me a really strange look.  My initial thought was something was pinching him, but I double checked the buckle and it was fine.  He continued looking at me with concern on his face so I asked him what's wrong.

"Momma got the broken on a face" was the answer I got.


Confused I asked what he meant.  Turns out he doesn't know what a zit is.  He probably hasn't seen one as big as the mountain on my face before, and he was suddenly VERY concerned about it.

Play-doh

I don't know why this pregnancy has been so different than the last.  With Chase I felt so good at the end of pregnancy, but this time I just feel tired, and big, and tired, and achy, and tired!

I decided to take more advantage of the times when I have any amount of energy to really spend time with Chase, so today we made play-doh. 

It was really easy to make and we had everything on hand (although I don't have any salt anymore and I only made half). Here's the recipe if you want to give it a try:


Ingredients:

• 3 cups flour
• 1 cup salt
• 6 tsp cream of tartar
• 3 cups water
• 3 tbsp vegetable oil
• Food colouring

Directions:

Mix flour, salt and cream of tartar in a large saucepan. Blend water and oil in a bowl and add to saucepan. Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly, until it thickens. Add several drops of food colouring until desired colour is formed. Cook for about 5 more minutes. Remove playdough from saucepan and knead for a few minutes, adding flour if its too sticky. This playdough will last about 3 months in an airtight container.

When I left the room, Chase was standing on a chair helping me with the dishes.  I guess he decided it was easier from this position...

"Playin with it the hose!!"

Yep, it's been one of those days....

who wants chocolate milk for lunch when mom leaves the syrup sitting right in front of you?

Can't say I blame the kid.

Chase funnies....

Headed out swimming he commented "Daddy has his swimming suit case on."

Calls toothpaste: "poop paste".  It's pretty hysterical at night time when he is running around asking for "more poop paste please."

After I finished talking on the phone to Daniel one day Chase commented, "Bye bye Daddy."  Then he looked at me with a look of astonishment and out of nowhere said "Daddy's eating the suckers!!"  (Suckers are one of Chase's favorite treats).

Wouldn't sleep in his own bed one night so he slept with us.  In the morning Daniel snuck around trying to get ready for work without waking him and it worked... for a while.  After he was dressed and ready to go, Daniel went to the kitchen and got started pouring some cereal.  Chase, in our bed on the other side of the house, popped his eye's open and exclaimed, "Daddy's eating the lucky charms!!"  At that point there was no hope, we had to get out of bed and get some lucky charms.

Daniel has a book that has the picture on the cover of a guy jumping from one rock to another.  Chase calls this book "run run the rocks" and loves to skim through it.

Today at stake conference we watched the broadcast from the primary room with some other families with young kids.  He gladly traded one of his cars for a very small stuffed bunny that he was so excited to hold.  He then walked over to us and announced, "Bunny has the raunchy poop," pointed at the bunny's bum.

NEED has become his most commonly used word.  He "NEEDS" this and "NEEDS" that.  Especially if he isn't supposed to have it.  Our conversations often go:
                Me: "Chase please don't touch that."
               Chase: "I NEED to touch that!"
It goes that way with just about anything.

He mostly speaks in complete sentences and impresses us with how he puts words together, but every once in a while he doesn't know the words to put in a sentence or feels like his sentence is too short, and uses "nananana" as a filler. 
           "A naannanana big airplane."

Has an obsession with coats.  I don't know if it's because he will be one step closer to being ready to go outside or what, but he always "NEEDS" his coat on.  He sat through 2 hours of stake conference today with his coat on and refused to take it off. 

I may have mentioned once or twice, but this kid loves nursery.  Today after stake conference he ran for the door excitedly yelling "Go to nursery!!  Go to nursery!!"  He had the other families in the room with us laughing and feeling bad that there was no nursery, and a very smart 4 year old girl informed Chase that there was no nursery today.  Her teacher had told her that.

House Update....

It's not official yet, but we are so close.  To qualify for our loan we had to install the microwave and range BEFORE we close, so we did that last night.  Between Daniel having only two arms (when he could have used like 4 or 5) and me being largely pregnant, it took a little longer than we hoped but it's done.

This is how Chase helped.  He's sick, had no nap, and did NOT want to be out there.  He screamed pretty much the whole two hours we were out there.  He's going to hate our house when we finally get moved in!

But we got it all taken care of, looks good right?

I don't think our lives have been this crazy since Daniel and I were both in school and both working.  Between getting "proper documentation" for little nit picky things from the loan company, to signing papers and driving them up to Daniel's work for him to sign, to taking care of the inspection, getting small things in the house ready, showing our apartment to new renters (and trying to keep it clean enough for that), and then keeping up on my regular daily things like cleaning, cooking, and taking care of Chase, and then being pregnant.... I'm already tired and we havn't even starting cleaning or moving. 
  

Last night I started the night off exhausted, and then get stuck sleeping with a sick and extremely squirmy 2 year old,  today I woke up to the phone ringing.  I wasn't supposed to have been asleep and I'm not sure how long I was out but Chase entertained himself in the meanwhile with:

some cheese

pulling a bunch of books off the bookcase,

and pulling all the C.D.'s out of Daniels C.D. case.

What?  You've never fallen asleep while watching kids?  Oooopps...    Can I blame this one on the pregnancy?

I love nursery,

and I love that Chase loves it.  I love having 2 hours of church that I can actually pay attention to.


I love getting pictures and crafts, especially when they just remind me of Chase.  See, I know Chase really colored this, because it's covered in Orange. 

I love when he sees someone from his class that he recognizes in church and tries to say hi to them, and tell me who they are.

I (sort of) love that he begs all through sacrament to go to nursery, and then runs to nursery when we get out, without even saying goodbye.

And I love when he starts singing "tall, tall, tall" while reaching his hands over his head.  I haven't taught him that song yet, so I know his nursery leaders are teaching him fun primary songs.