Things to Give Thanks For

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend. We stayed here in town so it was a low stress holiday. On Wednesday before Thanksgiving, we had a potluck turkey dinner at Melissa's house. The kids had a great time, especially since Jeremiah made a special visit.

On Thursday we had dinner at the Gottfried's house. There were three families... ours, Gottfrieds and Salcidos. The six kids had a good time playing together. Shikha's sister was visiting and she is a FANTASTIC cook. We really had a feast!

For the rest of the weekend we worked around the house. Jay spent a total of about five hours in the crawl space re-routing cables that were just laying across the living room floor. I got the Christmas lights up on the outside of the house... and I must say they look great.

And then to top off the nice Thanksgiving day, Langston slept through the night, only waking ONCE between 9pm and 8am. Yeah! (Of course that was just a taste of what we are missing as the next night he was back to his every two hour routine.)

Over all, we are a very lucky family; we live in a great community, we have good friends, we have wonderful family (that we miss everyday), and we have each other. Not a bad life.

Oh Happy Day!

Langston must have felt the ones of you that were wishing for a good nights sleep because he was only up a couple times... down at 8, snack at 10:30, eat at 2:30 and then another big meal at 6:30. That's right 4 hours in a row of sleep!

So today I'm just normal tired... not beyond belief tired. A few more nights like last night and I may feel human again.

Cold Weather and Stuff

I have a few minutes because Jay took BOTH boys to the athletic club down the street - Kahlil and Jay will swim while Langston hangs at day care. The amazing thing is that they have been gone just over an hour and in that time I've cooked dinner, cleaned the kitchen, signed up on Facebook, and started this blog entry. I guess I could still be a productive person if I didn't have two wee-ones. The picture is of them heading off tonight.

So here is what's going on... Kahlil is been cracking me up lately with some of his doings. One of them is that we get a minute by minute update of his goodness or badness. Yesterday I was buckling him into the car seat and he gave me a little kick - I gave him a cross look and he immediately asked if that was being bad. I told him yes, it was bad and he needs to apologize and not do it again to be good. So after saying he said sorry and was sitting there for another 5 seconds he asked if he was good yet.

Another funny Kahlil thing... at daycare they are going to a gymnastics place, Peak Elite, once a week. Kahlil pronounces it Peek-a-Leek (or maybe Peek-a-Leak?). We had a big discussion about how to pronounce the name and he told me I'm definitely wrong. I guess I need to brush up on my reading skills.

Langston is still dying to crawl. He is now pulling himself around on the floor. He can get up on all fours, but he can't quite get the balance working for lifting a hand or knee off the floor. It wears me out to watch him pull himself across the room. If would be so much easier if he just crawled!

The little booger has been waking me up a lot lately too. It started several weeks ago when he was sick and I think he just got in the habit of getting a nighttime snack every two hours. I've started to close the breast-aurant for at least four hours between feedings. This has really pissed him off, but I'm hoping he'll get the idea that sleep is as important as food. Please figure it out! I'm exhausted!

There we go... now I can add finished a blog post to my accomplishments.

Splash Zone

This is what bath time with Langston has become. I think I'll wear my rain gear next time.

Super Ego

Grandma Dolores left last Friday... we are sad she is gone. Langston in particular misses her as he now has to hang around the shop all day. With her gone the last week was pretty hectic and we are happy the weekend is here.

Driving home from picking up Kahlil at daycare the other day, I asked him who was bigger - Langston or Cruz. Since Cruz is a whole year older than Langston, the correct answer was Cruz. But, as three year olds will do, I didn't get the answer I was expecting. Apparently between Langston and Cruz the biggest is... Kahlil! I tried several times to remove Kahlil's name from the competition, but failed. I guess Jay was right, Kahlil has a healthy ego.

Langston chew

For the last few weeks Langston has been eating solids at dinner time. So far he has tried the food, but not been totally into it. There is usually a sour face that goes with each bite... until last night. He really liked the banana/raspberry combo and started to 'chew' the food.

Halloween and Check-ups

Here we are, the Holavarri family all dressed up for Halloween. I talked Jay in to going as a dog to match my cat costume. They are simple but cute renditions of the family pets. Kahlil is a monkey... unfortunately you can't see the banana in his pocket. And Langston is a monster... well really he's a dragon but every time we asked Kahlil what he should be, Kahlil said a monster and we thought this was close enough.

We trick-or-treated around downtown Corvallis again this year. It was lots of fun. There were scores of great costumes running around having a good time. At Soft Star we gave away all the whistles, kazoos, and stickers we had bought so we made an emergency trip to the store for candy. After four big bags of candy we had to close up shop!

Grandma Dolores had a great time too. She said it was the best Halloween she had had in many years. She loved seeing the scads of cute kids. And I think she also enjoyed pushing Langston around in his mobile throne.

The week before Halloween, both boys had their check-ups; Kahlil's 3 year and Langston's 6 month. The short update is that they are both healthy and doing great. They are both 75% percentile for height, weights, and head size. Seems they are consistent! Langston is up to 18 1/2 pounds and Kahlil is just shy of 34 pounds. Kahlil got one shot and he took it like a big boy... no tears, but the look on his face was worth a million dollars. I was trying to distract him by taking turns making funny faces - when the needle went in, the look of shock was something I could not repeat. Poor Langston had to have four shots and he cried like... well, like a baby. Luckily the after affects from the shots were pretty minimal for Langston and he was pretty much over them in less than two days.