Man on the move..

It's been a couple weeks of excitement here in the Heideman household. Charlie has accomplished at least 3 milestone firsts.

1. He's rolling over. It started last week when I was changing his diaper on the ottoman and his leg whipped over his body and I caught him as his body was slipping off the edge. He did it a few more times that day, mostly with a little assistance. Within 24 hours he was flipping onto his tummy every time his ass hit the ground.
2. We started rice cereal because he was grabbing for everything to shove in his mouth especially when we were eating. This isn't going to well. I don't know if it's associated with the rice cereal, or just bad timing but he's been crabby and inconsolable on nights we tried cereal. After 3 sleepless nights and a call to the ped's office, I decided to ease into it slowly and wash it down with prune juice to keep his guts rolling.
3. There was something else but I'm too tired and don't remember. It'll come to me... damnit I'm a bad mother. I need to get more sleep.

In the mean time here are some photos from the last few weeks.

We carved pumpkins the Thurs night before Halloween. Maudie didn't puke into her pumpkin like last year, only because she was smart enough to refuse touching it with her fingers, or arm or anything else that came to close... She insisted on a pumpkin with a HAPPY (said in a high pitch, at the top of her lungs). So she took a sharpie to the flesh & I was in charge of translating it into a face. She was proud and she got to display it on the front porch along side Daddy's classic pumpkin face.

The pumpkins remained on the porch until we woke up on the morning of Halloween and I glanced out the window and noticed the top to her pumpkin laying by itself. Some little bastards had stolen our pumpkins and smashed them on the sidewalk outside our house. I was PISSED!! Chris set a sign on our front yard warning if he ever caught the person that ruined his 2 year-old's Halloween their mother would cry if she saw what he would to them (I'm ad libbing)... Our neighbors were all victims of the pumpkin heist, but they were sweet enough to bring over a new pumpkin for Maudie to carve. Daddy had it all gutted out and ready to go when she woke up from her nap and we broke the bad news.
We removed the sign before Trick or Treating began so that we didn't scare any small children. That night, while in a piss-ass mood, Chris handed carrots and parsnips to tween kids that didn't put an effort into their costume. Then after we ran out of candy and Trick or Treating was over, he stayed awake waiting for the bandits to reappear. He thought he'd catch them this night because the dogs bark at every noise outside (they had the night before but we ignored it). That along with his liquid courage, he'd catch the little bastards and make their mother's come to see what a dissapointment their kids are to society.
Around midnight, I looked out the window again and our pumpink was gone again! The dogs never barked so we didn't catch them in the act. It wasn't until the next morning that I had the brilliant idea of setting up the video monitor with the night vision. Those kids are toast next year. Bright side is we wont have a rotten pumpkin on our porch until after Christmas this year. Bad side is we'll probably get our house egged.

Oh, I remember the third thing. He bit my nipple.

Goodnight, Everyone!

My Poor Booger Factories

Charlie has his first cold and he's darn right miserable. He's not running a fever but his nose is so clogged he isn't sleeping and neither am I. I can tell he has a fair amount of post nasal drip because he gets the tickle-in-the-back-of-the-throat cough. Don't freak out it's not H1N1... I hope.
Maudie is also a snot monster but she's old enough for NyQuil so that's all good.

Heather and Matt visited this weekend, unfortunately the only pictures I took was of the bacon wrapped, cream cheese stuff, apricot glazed jalapeños I made for an appetizer. Maudie loves her cousin's and is especially fond of Erica and Heather. Most likely because they spoil her and they were the last ones to visit. However, She doesn't understand husbands and boyfriends. When Erica and Pete stopped in a few weeks ago, she refered to Pete as 'her daddy'. She also knew that Matt loves Heather but didn't understand that he didn't love Erica too.



Not much else to report. I got my new phone, so we're back in business there. Still have not taken Maudie back to the pool...

A new revolution

So, I decided that Tuesday night is going to be my new night to blog. On Tuesday, I don't lock myself in the basement filling etsy orders. Instead I use my literate abilities to update the world on what my little pumpkins are up to. Here is week 1:

Well, a lot has happened since I made a serious blog entry. First, and most regretfully, Chris' Grandfather passed away late last month. With his passing came the end of a generation and the loss of the patriarch of the Kruel family. We were all thankful to have Grandpa Paul for 95 years yet we battled to get him better because everyday with his bright ray of sunshine was a day a little brighter in all of our lives. I guess God won that battle, and now we have a new guardian angel, but more on that later.

"Grandparents hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever."

I had the great pleasure of writing his obituary and it was incredible healing to honor a man who was a colorful as the family that he created. Actually I did less than write it since he had it already written, I like to say that I 'fluffed it' a bit. In preparing for his memorial, we found a stash of old milk crates from when he owned Kruel's Dairy and I took one and had his "Grandfather" arrangement placed inside. It was beautiful and suited him well....

Maudie found her own way of celebrating Grandpa Paul's life, including doing a little bartending and dancing behind the bar. She's always glad to be at a party despite the occasion. Grandpa would be proud.

On a lighter note:

Why? You might ask is my cell phone buried in a jar of rice? Well, a week ago Sunday Chris & I took Maudie & her friend Mya swimming for the afternoon at the high school. They had a tremendously good time. I good enough time that Maudie was not ready to leave after and hour and a half in the pool. I had put the girls in a warm shower while I got dressed, then went into the shower room (which opens to the pool), turned off the shower and wrapped Mya in a towel. When I turned to get Maudie towel off the hook she bolted from the locker room and ran butt-naked into the pool and took a diving leap into the shallow end. It was only a moment until I realized that she wasn't coming back and I ran to find here. When I turned the corner, I saw her Head bobbing below the surface. I have amnesia of the next moments and the next think I remember is jumping in, fully clothed with my phone in my pocket, to pull her from the water. And that's why my cell phone was drying in rice (a trick that did not work). It's also how I know she has a guarding angel watching over her, because she was fine. In fact she was completely unfazed by the incident. Here is the life lesson to all of you, especially the mother who let a naked, 2-year old run past her a dive into the pool and did not bother to stop her: 2-year olds who think that they can swim sink like a lead brick with out the swimming instructor or the floaty suit.


Cole, Chris' nephew turned two this weekend and Maudie had a BLAST at his party. With the exception on crying thru the birthday song (not sure why) she was a very good girl. She loved breaking out the drum set we got him. Ben promises to get Maudie a fog horn for Christmas as payback. At least he had fun pretending to be in a marching band with Ben on the drum, Maudie on the maracas, Nathan on the tambourine, and Cole playing the electric guitar over his head. On the way home the next afternoon she muttered from the back seat, "I miss my friend Cole." Here is a picture I took of the birthday cake. I guess you don't need to pass Kindergarten curriculum to frost cakes at Walmart.
Charlie had his four month check up last week, which included a whole slew of vaccinations. Never fun for my kids since they inevitable get cranky and run fevers for a few days. His growth has slowed a bit, but he's still a whopping 15.5 lbs which puts him at 67% on the growth chart. He's happy and healthy and the pediatrician says he's ready for rice cereal. I'm not ready so we'll wait a while yet. What's the rush? They already grow up too fast.

Oh, and we finally have a family photo...