A Little UpDate

We just got back from a fabulous trip to Southern California, Disneyland, SeaWorld the Zoo the beach....yes, you can do that sort of thing when you're unemployed and homeless. It was so much fun, and of course knowing us we have really no pictures because our camera is packed away on a moving truck. We are so excited to move to our house this week and wanted to mention to all of you BYU fans, that we are going to live just one short mile north of the stadium. We will have plenty of space since we have no furniture for our basement, and an extra bathroom, and would love it if anyone came for a visit.
Now that Adair is definitely settled into being two, she has really improved her language skills. Now everytime I hold her hand across the street she yells "get off me!" and the other day before she chucked a toy a my face she shouted "TASTE THIS".

My Baby's all Grown Up

We had a great little party for Adair, despite or homeless status, and can't believe she's two already. Her favorite part of the day was her Cinderella cake, which she enjoyed eating and talking to. Adair is such a sweet little girl, who loves to play with her brother and her dollhouse. Her voice and her check squeezes and her animal noises are to die for, and without her my days wouldn't be so lovely. Happy Birthday Adair! We love you.

It's A Miracle

Can you believe it?
Maybe not.
Maybe it's too good to be true
and maybe it was just a little moment
in one babies life, but not
when she's nearly 2.
Not when she's been dragging her bottom for months
and you've been praying for the day that she'd finally walk!

A Boy's Life

Noah's had it pretty lucky so far, I'd say. I mean he does almost nothing around the house, and demands everything. He's got me on an unacceptable early morning schedule and refuses to eat anything but apple juice and hot cocoa. He runs around screaming and wrestling, and the other day my neighbor caught him peeing off of our upstairs balcony into the bushes below. How he thought this was acceptable I do not know. I guess we'll all be looking forward to the first day of school next week, maybe 2 1/2 hours isn't going to be long enough after all.

Party Girl

Happy First Birthday Adair!
and the highlight of my day is seeing her react;
seeing her show happiness and her little squeals of excitement at all the attention.
Simple emotions portrayed in a one year old little girl.
and having her be happy makes me happy.
plus i made her her very own little pink cake with strawberry frosting,
which she thought was the most delicious thing ever.

Nothing melts my icy exterior like seeing Noah and Adair enter a happier stage of sibling contentment. It seems like I am spending a little less of my daily energy prying Noah off of her face, or his arm around her neck in a choke hold. The other morning I found the two together in Adair's crib laughing and playing and a little disappointed that Mom had come to disrupt the fun. I think that one of the biggest joys I will experience as a mother will be to raise those two to be great friends. I have seriously been concerned that a third child might change their dynamic and even though every veteran mom will probably say it's foolish, I haven't quite made up my own mind on the matter. Anyways, Noah has some of the best names for Adair right now and less I forget here's a little list:

1. Mine Mimi
2. Mine Flappy
3. Gary the Snail
4. Wah Wah (for when she cries)
5. Sist
6. Sistie

Baby Inhaler

Adair Boehme has a bit of a breathing problem, and it seems like with every little cold she ends up getting a few shots of the baby inhaler. Wheezing, coughing, and a couple puffs is nothing new for us this year. Perhaps she has inherited Peter's "baby asthma", or perhaps it was that time I painted the living room while 6 months pregnant. Whatever the cause I hope she outgrows this soon, or we just might have to transfer to a dryer and somewhat sunnier climate.

Grillin' Up Some Fun

I am under the impression that there are suspicions when a blog doesn't get updated in a few months. So to dispel any rumors that there might be another Boehme on the way, I thought I better update and update fast.....
Seattle spring is oddly looking like Seattle winter, and needless to say we're not off at the park everyday. No, it's more like we're cleaning underpants and trying to stay sane. We are still waiting to hear back from grad. schools or Utah jobs, and ask ourselves every night-"What's going to happen to us?" What wonders await us? an urban life or a gun and a pickup truck? And even though I am excited about new options, I am sad to think about leaving. So I won't and we should hopefully know next week.

Little Steve

My grandma Arlene sent up a bunch of pictures she took of Noah last year, because she thought he was starting to look a lot like my dad. I totally agree, and maybe Noah's not a little Pete afterall. Maybe he's more like a little Steve.

Addy Eats

We dusted off the old high chair for Adair this week. She can barely sit in it long enough to eat her dinners. She finally rolled over at 7 1/2 months old. Hooray! What a lazy baby!

Poop Brown

So I have this dirty little secret, I went ahead and bought a house with a bathroom painted the color of poop. and to top it off I have settled with this poor color choice for over two years. Well, I've finally come to the conclusion that such an icky wall color must be gradually seeping into my subconcious and causing feelings of negativity and self-doubt. It is time for a change. Please comment on a better color choice if you have time, and the ajoining bedroom is a forrest green which further complicates my ability to make any paint decisions on my own. Thanks for your help.

Blah...Blah...Blog!

The truth is I've been having a crappy few weeks and I just want to blog about it, and vent all over the place. Because some days I feel like no one really knows me at all, even those who are suppose to know me best. So no funny misadventures with the kids this week, and definitely no exciting news to share except that I've been living with a crazed 3yr old who runs around screaming and peeing everywhere. and demanding every second of my day. and this makes me feel like a horrible mom because I just want to get in the car and drive away, or start a prescription drug habit to stay sane. And I feel like a hack in sweats everyday with no chance of escape. Why am I wondering about going back to school, or adding things to the short list of things that define me? I must be having some sort of midyear crisis, and hopefully I'll snap out of it soon.

So Sick Yet Still So Cute

Little Adair was so sick this past week, with Bronchitis and ear infections and chest x-rays and finally an allergic reaction to the antibiotics. We ended up at the Pediatrician's office 5 times this week. (I am so grateful we still have health insurance).

Snow Day

Yesterday we had our annual "Seattle" snowstorm, with two inches of snow followed by two days of recovery. Classes were canceled, cars were stuck, mittens were dug out of closets. When we first moved to Issaquah 5 years ago we would laugh at the snow panic, but I must admit that I too haven't left the house in two days. There's something about becoming acclimated/adjusted, you don't want to go and spoil a good thing. Yes, we love Seattle and we love the rain!

NOAH

Name: Noah Peter Boehme
Age: 3 years and 3 days
Weight: 27 lbs
Eye Color: Gray
Nicknames: Woaha, Woahz and Puppy
Favorite color: Blue
Favorite food: Turkey and Cheese Sandwiches and Fruit Snacks
Favorite toy: Sleepy Truck (Mack from Cars)
Favorite movie: Cars and Elmo's Potty Time
Things to remember about Noah at age three: He's easily frustrated when he can't do things, he loves his Cars collection and has to sleep with them every night, he has been addicted to chocolate milk ever since he refused to wean to regular milk at age one. I have been putting chocolate in his milk ever since then, and am now trying to wean him to regular milk once again. He is very physical-he likes to wrestle and push and jump on his Mom and Dad. He has so much energy that I wish I could medicate him (maybe I can?). He has good weeks and bad weeks. He is left handed (a genius in the making). He is better with numbers than with letters. He makes me laugh everyday.

Happy Birthday

Every year on my birthday my parents would recount the story of my birth. The name of the hospital, how I was delivered by a resident, blah..blah...blah.....and I would always think, these people are ridiculous. But the other day, while Noah was busy turning three, all I could think about were the events leading up to his delivery. How I went grocery shopping earlier in the day with Noelle and she said "don't let those heavy bags send you into labor". How I cried in front of Candice because she denied us a parking spot in the Avalon Wynhaven lot. and then I sat up late finishing an alphabet wall hanging for your room, that I would never put up. And than...two hours later, in my sleep, my water broke, and Pete ran around in a Panic. Somehow, we didn't even know that if water broke a baby would be born and we left for the hospital without a bag, without a camera. I remember what I wore and the tsunami news on the TV and Pete passed out in the recliner while you were born. and i remember how tiny you were and that you didn't have any baby fat and that i was scared to take you home. and i remember crying for days after that and thinking you were going to die and that there was never going to be any relief. That I would never do anything without you, and that I would never want to do anything without you. Your past three years have been my whole life, you're alive and I'm alive, and I love you Noah.

Happy Anniversary

Love Poem for Pete

On Monday you were home by Noon,
got the ax a little too soon.
This year no more crazy shopping
like fancy watches
or Tiffany's boxes.
This year bitter but better
and sweet.
This time we are closer-I think.

Wednesday we celebrated our traditional "Space Needle" anniversary, with much thanks to Melynda for taking on the troublesome combination of Noah+Aubrey. I love the Space Needle at Christmas time, you get to rotate around the city and water and see all the Christmas lights. I love my husband too, who is working so hard to make sure I feel like our lives are under control. Pete was laid off on Monday (a big Merry Christmas from Wamu), and so change is definitely on the horizon. Not to worry though, both sets of Grandparents have offered up their basements. and although I hate to have to sell our home, I would really hate to leave Seattle.

Tagged

I Have Been Tagged Twice so I will comply

A. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

5 Things I was doing 10 years ago...............

I think I better only admit to one thing I was doing ten years ago, and that was finishing my first semester at Purdue University.

5 Things on my to-do list today:

Pick up the Santa photos at the mall for a possible Christmas card photo

Write Pete a love poem for our 5th Anniversary tonight

Finish Christmas gifts for friends and family

Go to the Fred Meyer to buy items for a Holiday Dessert that I have never made but will attempt to take to a party and expect it to be delicious.

Return our overdue Library books

5 Snacks I enjoy:

Chips and Salsa
Hot Cocoa
Cold Stone: Sinless Sweet Cream with Almonds and Fudge
Diet Coke
Ruffles KC Masterpiece BBQ Chips

4 Things I would do if I was a Billionaire

Buy a house next door to Oprah
Be a Philanthropist
Finally get Pete his flat screen TV
Become a Real Housewife of Orange County

3 of my BAD Habits

Sarcasm
I'm Addicted to Diet Coke (not everyday)
I enjoy watching ridiculous shows like the Real Housewives of Orange County

5 Places I have Lived:

Denver, Colorado (birth to age 10)
Fresno, California (10-12)
South Bend, Indiana (12-21)
Logan, Utah (21-23)
Issaquah, Washington (23-Now)

5 Jobs I have Had:

Hostess at a Mexican Restaurant ( I came home every night smelling like a fajita)
Cashier at Best Buy ( I got fired from this one)
Baker (this was my favorite job of all time)
Caterer at Utah State University (this was the worst job of all time)
Mom (this would be my second favorite job of all time)

5 Things people don't know about me:

I will go ahead and post 4 truths and 1 lie, that way you will never know for sure, okay.

I once was a strict Vegetarian for 7 Years, and than I met Pete.

I usually have to learn things the hard way. An unrelated example of this might be if one were to get a tattoo costing $50 and 10 years later paid $1000 to have it removed.

I embarrass myself on a daily basis, but am learning to laugh at myself more and more.

My kids give me a sense of self, and self confidence that I have never had before.

I have a record collection in my coat closet that I refuse to get rid of even though I no longer have a record player.

and now I will tag Shelly, Heidi, Elisa, Rachel and Sarah. or maybe I won't.

Thanksgiving

I forgot to post this picture of Noah at the "kid table" on Thanksgiving this year. Oddly enough, I was only recently invited to the "adult table". I wonder why this is?

Picture Practice

I am having these two practice their best holiday poses, hoping I will capture something cute for this years Christmas card. Noah does not care much for holding Adair so this makes things difficult. Right after this picture was taken he sort of dropped her on her face.