Early Morning at the Etues

I have never really thought of our house to be anything that exciting.  But something exciting must be happening right in front of me and its a good thing I am up at 0600 so I don't miss it.  Children of this house seem to think that getting up at 0600 is like a sport.  If you practice it enough, you will get good at it.  Let me tell you, I am the biggest bench warmer in this early morning sport.  And I will never get good at it, nor like it.  These children fly out of bed in the happiest moods, giggling, chatting, and not even realizing it is a mear 4 degrees outside.  (so, I really didn't get up to look at the temperature, but I am guessing single digitis)  Two of three kids are up, so now it is my chore to keep them at a dull roar so the third doesn't come wandering out to join this early morning party.  I have chosen toys without batteries, or at least ones with off switches, but little Tyler is just chosing to cruise around the place checking out every corner, as if every morning is a new reason to explore the house. 

We have finally had a good winter snowfall.  The girls love it out there, but don't last long.  Tyler would love to get a taste of that snow, but he hates coats so much that I didn't even buy him a snowsuit.  So for 2012 he will have to watch from behind the glass and only wonder what it would be like to get a fist full of that white stuff.



Tyler has been a handful this past week or so.  Not only is he crawling around and into everything, he is also trying to get a few more teeth.  We had one night of complete sleep inbetween teething sessions, yippee for mommy.  When he is trying to cut teeth he doens't do the drooling or biting that normal kids do.  Wild man acts totally normal during waking hours, but don't ask him to sleep or eat.  Eating is the worst!  He will refuse everything you put in front of him after three bites.  Nice people like Aunt Jennifer then give him about 15 things of three bites each to fill him up.  Not with mommy!!  He gets his plate of food and if he choses not to engorge that is his issue!  Making things worse, he is trying to switch all to table foods while going through this teething stage.  The only thing he as eating well in the last 24 hours is a bologna sandwich.  Go figure, he is an american eater waiting to happen.  During on of our lunches this week, Tyler was acting in his normal fashion, batting at everything I tried to give him.  This ends in walls splatted, people splattered, and mommy mad.  Tyler got his first time out during lunch.  He wasn't sure what to think when I calmly took his bib off, cleaned off his tray and spun his highchair into the corner.  Not a pretty corner either, one with nothing to look at.  He got the one minute time-out, he is not quite one yet, but I grandfathered him into the punishment phase of life and started him as a one year old.

That about ends the Etue fun we have had this January.  A little snow.  A little crawler, teether, time out boy.  Two cooped up giggily preschool girls.  A daddy who is one month away from being done with studying for his nuclear license.  A mommy doing the everything stuff and working a bit. 

Happy tax season from the Etue Estate.  May all our bills be paid!!

Ok, so maybe not, I suppose our tax return cannot equal our yearly salary!!  A mommy can always dream though!!!