LOL

Did anyone watch this from Jimmy Fallon's show about #momquotes? I clicked on the link and thought I would only watch about a minute of the segment and ended up cracking up through the entire thing...

If you watched you would know about the LOL part. I literally had a laugh out loud (not lots of love) moment today during a meeting that I should have been paying attention to the speaker and instead was checking my email. I received an email from Ms. Marie. She so lovingly captioned each of the pictures that she took of Duncan. Here is how it went down:

waiting for his turn in movement:)

getting stamps

mmmmm, ketchup!

cookies

" Hi mom, I pooped" lol   Seriously, thats what he said and he did!!! haha

Bad Boys

I know that the boys have been sick, but I also can't seem to get the song Bad Boys out of my head when I think of them!

Let's start with Duncan...the other day I was putting laundry away and the boys were playing upstairs. I completely forgot that I left my make up on the dresser...the above picture is what I found. He had taken my lipstick and dipped it into my cream blush. The funny part is that he knew exactly where to put it, unfortunately it really was not his color (ha!). I also overheard Duncan say "you shut up" to Wip while I was on the phone. I politely excused myself from the conversation to scold him and let him know that those are not kind words. When I asked him where he learned those words (secretly praying that he would not say "mommy") he promptly said "Dumbo". Thanks Walt.

On to Wip. Let me start by saying that Wip has improved SOOOO much. Everyone has a bad day, but we are pretty much done with the whining, taking of toys, not using nice words (basically everything that a two year old does:). When I told Wip that he was going to be taking a cooking class with his friends from school, he replied "but I don't want to take a cooking class at school, I want to take a cooking class at the beach" -side note, he had a cooking class this summer down at the beach and loved it. Wip needed a lesson on being grateful. I looked at him and said "Wip you are a very loved, very special little boy, but you need to be grateful for the love that people show you. I went on (and on) to say when Duncan hands you a toy, you need to say "thank you Duncan, this is just the toy that I want". When Mimi takes you to lunch you need to tell her "this was a delicious lunch, thank you so much". When Grams reads you a story, you need to say "thank you for taking the time to read me that great story". Yes, I really went on and on and on and on. When Patrick got home that evening, Wip looked up at him and said "from now on when Duncan gives me a toy, I am going to tell him that is the exact toy that I want". At least the first part sunk in:)

So after the not kind words, grumbles about cooking class, ruining my make up (and much, much, more), Wip was playing with his sticker book and after working for what seemed like a long time, he walked up and said "mommy, look what I made for you!". OK, everyone is forgiven.

The Worst Scenario

Duncan before getting sick...looking thrilled

This weekend we went to an engagement party for a great couple (that my SIL set up!). It was also the chance for us to catch up with our #neighbors4life (the Sherrard's). We were talking about children getting sick and how the biggest fear she has about starting a family is the "children getting sick part". Instead of trying to sugar coat it, I went a different angle and told her that it really only happens maybe 1-2 times per year (at most) and it is really not that bad.

Fast forward a day later when me and the boys went to Lexington to visit my dad (he is doing great after a rough patch). I hung with my pops in the hospital, while the boys hung with Grams at their house. When I called to check in she told me that Wip had thrown up, but seemed fine. I went to pick up the boys and sure enough they were playing, happy, and (of course) did not want to leave.

We got in the car to drive back and my mom handed me a "just in case" container with a wet wash cloth. We were not 3 minutes from her house when that container came in handy. In the pouring rain, I stopped the car, dumped what I needed to dump, and had Wip sip on a few sips of water to at least get the taste out of his mouth. It was only about 8 minutes later that Duncan was also throwing up, but unfortunately he is a little young to understand the meaning of aiming in a container. Awesome. Two sick boys, one parent in the car, an hour drive, and pouring rain...the worst scenario.

Seriously, what would you do? I had a few choices...head back to my parents, stop each time to clean up each child, or put the petal to the metal and get home. I went for the latter. Going about 95 the entire way, I could have cared less if a cop pulled up behind me...I probably would have kept going. Poor Duncan fell asleep, woke up throwing up (which by instinct made him put his little hand over his mouth) he started choking and I am screaming from the driver seat to "JUST LET IT OUT...GET YOUR HAND OFF OF YOUR MOUTH!" (while driving very, very fast).

We made it home. The car smelled really bad. I took the boys up to get bathed and get in bed. Both had low grade fevers, but nothing major. Duncan continued to throw up a couple of times, but Wip seemed to have "let it all out". After the boys were sleeping, I poured a tall glass of wine (Patrick was sweet enough to clean up the car/car seats when he got home) and hoped that it would not catch me. So far, so good. Shoooo, so much for "not being that bad"...I am eating my words!

Its Beginning to Look a Lot Like Halloween...

Halloween Oliblocks (I think I am addicted to making these things)

Today is October 6th and we are already in major Halloween mode at the Mulloy house. I think it is Wip's favorite holiday because he gets SOOOO excited about anything that has to do with Halloween (dressing up, seeing a pumpkin on a front porch, getting candy, etc.).

So this is how the month has started...

A while back Wip told me he wanted to be a moose and Duncan wanted to be a giraffe (of course this has changed about a gazillion times), but once the costumes were made the boys were super excited. I decided to just purchase masks and make capes so that it would be easy to get on and off and the boys would not have to worry about being to hot or cold because October is definitely the funny weather month.

I had a soccer game so Patrick took the boys to the Halloween Zoo Party. He said Duncan kept his costume on for about 2 minutes. Either way, they had a great time.

Last year, I made Halloween paper dolls that I found from the Mr. Printable blog (super cute) and Wip LOVED them. I had to make a new set for this year because he literally wore the other set out. Click here for a little sneak peak of Wip playing with the dolls (in his Christmas pj's:).

Throwback Thursday

The other night at dinner I served the boys chicken.

Wip looked at his plate and said "chick-en".

It stopped me in my tracks and made me remember this video.

Can they just stay little forever, please?

Dinosaur Train

My parents had big plans to take Wip & Lucas on a Dinosaur Train adventure in New Haven, KY. Sadly, the surgery got in the way of those plans, so I took the boys. As you can see below...we had a blast!

Wip gave it a "thumbs up!". Thanks Grams & Poppy!

Bye Bye September

Bye, bye September. 

It has been a month filled with birthday celebrations, soccer games, golf matches, start of school craziness, and my dad telling his cancer "see ya, wouldn't want to be ya!". 

I realized how quickly the time is really passing. We had our cabinet doors painted in the kitchen and it made me realize that we no longer needed the "child proof" hooks that kept the children out. Tear.

Wip taught me a new song, click here.

I could not have felt more loved on my birthday...I feel like it was celebrated all month long!

Wip got his first shiner:( Apparently his cheek ran into his friend's head. Not a good combination.

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The boys had plenty of time on the soccer fields and golf courses. 

My favorite picture of the week from school.

The boys showed me how they can help each other out. They both took turns pushing each other on the bike. Click here to see how the term "helping a brother out" went a little deeper.

Finally, it has been a long road, but I am confident that my dad is going to be just fine. He had surgery last week to remove the yucky tumor that has been a total pain in the leg (literally). Dr. O'Donnell and his team were amazing! The predicted 8-10 hour surgery lasted only 5 hours and although the the tumor was the size of a cantaloupe (right behind his leg) and was "monstrous", they think they got all of it. My dad is still recovering at UK hospital, but this is hopefully the final step to him being able to get on with living and enjoying his grandsons. Thanks for all of the calls, texts, thoughts, and prayers...it really means so much.

So, as you can see September wore us out! Just click here for proof.