The Potty Training

So, we are working on potty training Luke. It has been a little frustrating. The boy can hold it a really long time but just won't tell us when he needs to go. And I don't remember all the time to remind him. And when it comes to #2 he has only gone in the potty one time. Every other movement has been in be pants! The picture below is after he pooped in his pants while we were at the park. I'm thankful I had that garbage bag in my car. I was pretty upset at him but when I saw him in that garbage bag I couldn't stop laughing. He thinks he's pretty funny. Jonny didn't think it was so funny when Luke did the same thing to him at the park yesterday. And there was no garbage bag this time! Hopefully he'll figure it out soon.

These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

Well, we bought a new home! We have been casually looking for quite a while now but when Jonny was called to be the bishop of our ward, I knew we had to move. I couldn't imagine 5 more years in our current house since we plan and having a few more kids. The week Jonny was called as the bishop a family in our ward decided to sell their beautiful 5 bedroom home. So, we bought it! The move was easy and we are already pretty settled. There are so many wonderful things about this home but I thought I'd show a few of my favorite things...

The large dinning space and kitchen with an island. I love having two ways to get in and out of the kitchen!

The spring flowers out the kitchen window.

The double oven!!!

Central vacuum

The beautiful double sided fireplace.

The mudroom - I love the space!

A sink in the laundry room. Luke is potty training right now so this is wonderful!

The huge master bedroom closet.

Double door entry.

And here is the whole thing. The previous owner left their swing set and tramp too!

We are truly so blessed and thankful to be in such a wonderful home.

The Reason the Priest Didn't Help

I was helping Lukie look at a book in Sacrament meeting recently. It was a simple version of The Good Samaritan. We looked at each page over and over again and I said things like, "The bad guys got the good guy" and "oh no he has boo-boos" and "that guy isn't helping him...that's not nice". One time after pointing out that the guy wasn't helping I asked, "where is he going?" Luke said, " Hum...maybe he has to go potty". I almost couldn't control my laughter.

Tackle

Here is Lukie playing with Mack his cousin. Luke is 2 and Mack is 7. Now Mack is just playing and not trying his hardest but you get an idea of what Luke can do. He knows how to use his weight to his advantage.

After the tackle Luke says, "I got you. I got you down." I love it.

The Cast is Off

After three weeks of a cast Rachel is finally free! After they took it off, she grabbed at her foot for a minute. That seemed to be her way of saying, "Hey where'd that thing go?" Surprisingly her leg and cast didn't smell too bad. But I was so happy to give her a normal bath. You just can't get as clean with a wet washcloth! She really seemed to enjoy being in the water again.

I just think her little cast is so cute. It is the same size as a spoon! Too bad she had to break her ankle to get one!

The bone is healing well enough to get the cast off but it isn't 100% yet. So the doc said to be careful with her. So, does that mean we shouldn't put her on the counter for another few months and then it is ok? ;) Just kidding!

My Dancing Baby

Our little lady loves to dance to music...

My Poor Little Lady

We had a little trauma on Saturday night. Jonny, Rachel, and I returned from the adult session of Stake Conference and Abby and I took the babysitter home. I walked in the door after dropping off the sitter to find a screaming and inconsolable Rachel. She had fallen from the counter. No one saw her fall except Lukie but he is only 2 and didn't have much to say when we asked him except a cute "I don't know". So, we didn't know how she landed and therefore what exactly to be concerned about. There wasn't anything obvious like a huge bump on her head. I started to loose it after I tried to feed her, which always calms her down, but it didn't work this time. Then I noticed her little foot looked red and felt warm. I pulled and twisted her ankle a bit and she screamed in pain even louder. Jonny and I were both convinced there was a problem and I was off to the ER.

The car ride calmed her down so much that she was asleep when we got there and I considered going back home. However, I got her out of the car and expected the screaming to start again but it didn't. She was happy and baby talking the whole time we were waiting and while the nurses looked at her. Again I thought I should just go home because she seemed to be just fine. The doc finally saw her and we got some X-rays of her ankle. And sure enough...the tibia was broken right at the ankle. We then had to endure full body X-rays and a CAT scan because the doc was concerned that if she fell with enough force to break her ankle then something else maybe broken also.

The whole event was pretty traumatic for Rachel. She was so tired the whole time and was often awaken right after dosing off. She was striped down to her diaper in a cold X-ray room and was forced in different positions for 30 minutes. She yelled the entire time and mama cried a bit too. I couldn't handle the look she was giving me that said "Why aren't you stopping them!!!"

We were happy to be leaving at 2 am with a little splint on her leg.

We got a little pink cast on Monday. Doc says it should heal in 2 weeks.

It is so little and cute. I think it mostly protects her leg from Luke and Abby!

You'd expect her to be miserable and cranky but honestly I can't tell a difference in her behaviour. She is just as happy and sweet as she always is. And I can't hold and love her enough my poor little lady.