Magarita Ball

This weekend Greg and I attended the Margarita Ball in Dallas, a huge charity even put on my the Dallas Margarita Society. It was kind of a professional networking thing for Greg. For me it was just fun. Since it was a black tie affair, Greg and I got to get really dressed up. So here is a very rare look at us all prettied up. I think we were the best lookin couple there. I love my dress. Anyhow, it was a great night. I think it is the latest we have stayed up (willingly) since college. Mom kept the boys for us because it was an all night event that necessitated a hotel stay. Of course they hardly even noticed our absense between all the cookie baking, lasagna and doting grandparents and great grandparents. Earlier that day we met up with a good friend of Greg's for lunch at Cafe Brazil. Here Wyatt is enjoying the rest of my Chai latte. Don't worry, it is just seasoned green tea with steamed milk. But I am pretty sure I was getting 'looks' from people who thought I was letting my baby drink down a giant capuccino. Sunday we had a Halloween/Birthday party at Dori's house. I will write more about that tomorrow because I am just tooooo tired right now. I did create a flickr account so everyone could view more of my photos. Most of the time I have more photos than I do things to write. I think the photos are the best part. Visit my flickr.

Sign Language

We didn't do much last week. Just hung out, played, made messes, cleaned the messes, etc.. Thursday was 'Molly Day'. She wore an especially cute shirt that Wyatt just loved. Here they are talking about it. As they get older they interact more and more like real little people. They definitely have a brother/sister kind of relationship. Sometimes they play wonderfully and other times they do nothing but antagonize each other. Those days can get pretty loud around here. Becky and I have taught them the same signs. It is so funny to watch them communicate. When one wants something the other has he/she signs 'please' furiously at the other, gets mad when they don't get what they want, takes the thing, and then the other screams and signs 'please' back just as urgently while trying to steal the thing back. At least they are trying to be polite. Tonight Wyatt was fussing during dinner because I had forgotten to get him a drink. So I got him some water. He threw the water across the table and did his please sign for milk. How do I get mad at him for throwing the water across the table while he was so politely asking for milk? Today I taught him how to kiss. I ask him for a kiss and he comes at me mouth open, tongue out and plants a zerbert like smooch on my face. Even though it is pretty slobery, I love it. It is my baby drool facial.

Lots of Posts

I had so much to post today that I split it up into seperate entries. So, to get the full update, in order, start with 'The Next Godsey Cyclist' and read your way up. We had an exciting weekend!

Look Sweet, Ride Sweet

So, on the drive home from our night of camping we stopped in at the bike shop to get a new tube for the tire Noah flated the day before. We left with a new bike.
We told Noah when he learned how to ride his bike he could ask Santa for a new, big boy bike. When we took the training wheels off on Friday, Greg and I knew we wouldn't be able to wait until Christmas. He was too big for his old bike and it was geared way too high so that he couldn't go as fast as he wanted to. But I totally was not expecting to buy a bike so soon. Greg is just so thrilled that Noah is riding that he just had to buy him this awesome little 16" Specialized BMX. This is the first time I've seen Greg make such a big purchase on impulse. I guess I now know his weakness is bike stuff for the boys. He would never even make that kind of hasty purchase on bike gear for himself. Anyhow, Noah LOVES his new bike even though it is a little harder to ride. He and Greg are already talking about the dirt jumps they are going to build at the back of our neighborhood. Don't worry, we are getting a full face helmet on order ASAP.

Camping Trip

Saturday morning we packed up the car, to the very top, and headed to Emma Long Park on Lake Austin for a one niter camping trip. It was the boys first camping trip, more importantly, it was our first camping trip with the boys. They had a blast but it was so hard! It was a trial trip and I think we may wait a couple years till we attempt it again unless we can con family or friends to come along for support. We really did have a good time though. We were right on the lake so we had a gorgeous spot with big trees. Noah rode his bike all over the park, focusing primarily on riding throught the biggest mud puddles he could find. The boys went swimming, we went on walks and of course we had a campfire (in a grill because there are no ground fires allowed). Noah roasted his first marshmallows and hot dogs and we made smores. At that point in the evening I was not in the mood to take cute pictures of marshmallow covered kids. Sorry. Wyatt was just crazy. He doesn't sit still and play with anything. He was uninterested in the fun dirt and sticks around us. Instead, he wanted to do everything we did. Unfortunately, setting up tents and building fires are not great activities for babies. He did like the lake and playing in the tent. Here he is 'napping'. We brought along his playpen and set it up in the little tent so he could have his own little room. He did good for about half the night, but when the cold front blew through and the temp dropped about 30 degrees, he woke up. I went in to find him on top of his blankets, socks pulled off, with a huge leaky diaper and freezing cold. After an hour of warming, changing and soothing he finally fell back asleep between me and Noah. This was my first time ever to sleep with my boys. They are everywhere when they sleep. I think they took up about two thirds of the tent. It was really cute to see them all curled up intertwined with the dogs who loved the big expanse of big blankets. We were cozy the rest of the night as the wind howled outside. The boys both woke up in wonderful moods even though Noah was a little cold and couldn't wear shoes becuase to the mud puddles he just had to stomp in the night before. We warmed them up with some hot chocolate. I even put some in Wyatt's bottle because I forgot a sippie cup. He loved it and learned how to say 'ha choc' about two seconds after his bottle ran empty so of course I had to give him more. After a yummy breakfast and got our stuff loaded and got outta there. The boys are now at home, bathed and resting. I should be too but I just had so much to blog!

The Next Godsey Cyclist

Yep! That is Noah on two wheels! Three and a half years old must be some kind of record. He finally left the training wheels behind on Friday. He is a pro. We planned on going camping Saturday and we told him we could fit the bike in the car only if we took off the training wheel (he was down to one). Greg was grinning ear to ear and jumping around. I think he is more excited than Noah.

Friday night we took the kids to a pumpkin 'patch' in Buda. They had fun running amongst the pumpkins, sitting on the pumpkins, picking up the pumpkins- pretty much everything except sitting still for a picture. These are the best I got. We found two good ones to carve this week. Last year we did it too early and by Halloween our pumpkins were a puddle of goo. While out and about in downtown Buda we stopped by a fair put on by the fire department. It was a nice evening to stroll around and take in some small town atmosphere.

Smile Big!

Has it really been 10 days? That must be the longest ever. Greg was out of town a few days and we had a busy weekend. Friday we had our neighbors over to grill some fish. After burning yet another hole in the shade cover, Greg finally just cut out a big section of it. Saturday morning we went on a great mountain bike ride with a nieghbor- his wonderful wife offered to keep the boys along with her two! We had a great time and she said the boys were angels. Wyatt spent most of his time playing in her daughter's room, climbing in and out of her dollhouse and playing at her dress up table. He is going to be very stylish- and probably beat you up if you say otherwise.
Last week while Greg was out of town (of course) Wyatt busted both lips- the picture to the right. I took the boys to an indoor play area and Wyatt was climbing all over a giant playground with a sign strongly discouraging any child under the age of 3 from playing on it. He had a great time. He busted is top lip tripping over his own feet, on flat ground, walking through the baby section of the play area. He bled everywhere but kept playing without much of a pause. Later that day he again tripped on his feet at home and jammed two bottom teeth into his lip. Oh, that day he also tripped over the threshold on the backdoor and somehow gouged his arm on something. That one I didn't notice until I picked him up and got blood all over me. After much protest I put a bandaid on him and all day he kept pointing to it and 'talking' about it.
Saturday night Greg and I went to the fancy grand opening of Wimberley Glassworks. Greg built the business' new studio and workshop. It was fun to dress up and rub elbows with a very different crowd than we are used to in Buda.
Yesterday Noah had his first trip to the dentist. We have a great kid dentist and Noah did awesome. His baby teeth are fine, even though he is missing half of one tooth, one is pushed back and there is a chip on another (all from a bike accident or two). But it looks like his teeth and jaw favor me and he will be spending much of his teenage years at the orthodontist. Better start saving now.
This last picture is typical Wyatt. Wild is the best word for him. It is almost impossible to keep him in clothes. He loves his shoes but he wants to wear them his way which rarely means they match. When we go places I bring the shoes in my bag and put them on when we get to our destination and he is too distracted to notice. He has on only one sandal in this pic. He was putting my socks in the laundry room for me. Wyatt loves to put things away and clean up. Every night he has to put his milk cup in the sink before going to bed. He also claps for himself and occasionally says 'good job', which comes out 'goo jok'.
Noah is almost riding his bike sin training wheels! He rides with only one right now. He can totally do it, he just needs some confidence. Like me, he is easily frustrated and defeated by physical tasks. Greg is an excellent teacher and takes it all in stride.

First Week of October

Our week was pretty uneventful. Here is Noah helping me make brownies for our 10th grade Sunday school class. He loves to help me cook- you can see why. Wyatt is talking more and more. Even though there are only a handful of words he uses consistently, he repeats words and noises we make all the time. His top molars are trying to push through and there have been several miserable days of teething off and on. Teeth never seemed to bother Noah. It seemed like they just all appeared one day. Wyatt's teeth really make him cranky. But he is so good about letting me look in his mouth. I tell him to say 'Ahhh' and he opens his mouth as wide as he can and does it while I poke around. The other day I was in the laundry room a few minutes and when I came out he was sitting in his high chair. I guess he figured out how to climbed in by himself. Today he climbed the ladder into our attic. Don't worry, I spotted him. Good thing we don't have stairs or balconies. The lawn mower and vacumm are Wyatt's best friends. While I vacumn he either rides on the cannister or hugs it and murmurs sweet nothings to it. He loves things that are louder than him.
Greg got a new bar-b-que pit. Our youth paster gave us his old one. Greg cleaned and repainted it, had a pole welded to it, stuck it in a hole in our yard and mounted deer antlers on it for handles. I think it is a bit of an eye sore but he LOVES it. Last night he grilled on it for the first time. He used a little too much lighter fluid because the coal was not igniting. He lit it, the fire flared, singing most of the hair on his face and left arm and burning his knuckles so that today they are big gooey blisters. Best of all, he melted the shade cover on the deck. This picture was about a nano second before things got a little too hot. Despite the problems, he got the steack grilled, it was yummy and he still loves the pit. He is going to have to modify the shade cover, though.